This morning, as I stepped into the kitchen for a cup of tea, I saw something large -- without my glasses, I could tell only that it was large and most butterfly -- flutter above and across my deck. By the time I got my glasses and camera, she had lighted on a thistle.
She and I spent a happy twenty minutes together, she looking for sun and nourishment, I looking at her. Given the Diana's dwindling populations, I credit her company as a gift.
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