There was a parched field between the house and the river.
The Queen Anne's Lace was doing fine though.
I chased this butterfly around for quite some time before I caught it still enough to see its wings.
Most evenings are spent on the beach....forgetting outages and spoiling food.
I was pleased with the big lens capturing the liquid gold of the river at sunset.
The big lens also let me get my first shot ever of the moon where some of the surface texture is evident.
Six books read, a bunch of pictures snapped, and time away from work...hardly a complete loss in spite of the storm and aftermath.