Look who came flitting through the yard today, taking a rest here and there long enough for me to photostalk. I’m almost positive this little guy came around because of the hazy asters I recently planted out back. It’s not been a terribly butterfly-friendly atmosphere in the yard this year, what with the heat pretty much keeping all the plants in a constant state of non-blooming fatigue. I’m finding, though, that as the toothiest of the heat subsides, the blooms are coming back around for another round or two. I’m glad; I missed the color.