July 19th.

Yesterday it was a gorgeous day, sunny and hot. Last night friends dropped by and we sat on the deck having coffee. It was a perfect evening, it had cooled down with a lovely warm breeze blowing, all of us wishing this could go on forever. Lapses in conversation had us looking up at the sky sniffing the air. It was heaven! The forecast was for sun through the weekend but now it has changed to showers. With any luck it will change again. Was in the twilight zone of sleep last night when I was awakened by a series of gunshots. Don't know what that was about. Praying that someone wasn't shooting at some large animal.

Yesterday afternoon, just before supper, I was watering the garden for the third time that day when I saw a butterfly land on a flower. At least I think it was a butterfly, don't know much about flutters. I drop the hose and rush into the house for the camera repeating over and over in my mind "Don't go, don't go", as though through some mental process the creature could read my brain, lol. Rush back out and take a couple of shots then realize the camera is on the wrong setting. I'm panicking now for fear the butterfly will take off before I get the camera set the way I want it. I fear that I'm just a wee bit obsessed with getting these shots. I know people who fall in mud, crawl through tall grass on hands and knees and find them selves surrounded by cows to get shots of insects so guess my little scenario is pretty tame. It's all so funny in retrospect. Thankfully, I did get a few shots. If anyone knows what kind it is please let me know.