The sweet, intoxicating fragrance of milkweed is heavy in the air today and I am patiently, hopefully waiting for a monarch butterfly to be drawn to my yard by the scent.
Meanwhile, I am enjoying watching and photographing a host of other insects and arachnids (like this Grandaddy Long Legs) as they visit the beautiful clusters of small lavender flowers.
Yesterday’s summer solstice ushered in the new season. It is a season of patience, of waiting for buds to open, fruit to ripen and nuts to fatten on the hickory and walnut trees.
“Today the summer has come at my window
With its sighs and murmurs;
And the bees are plying their minstrelsy
At the court of the flowering grove.”
Rabindranath Tagore (1861 – 1941) Hindu poet