the monarchs have returned, bringing slow fluttering movement to the fall garden. it’s a joy to see several of them breakfasting in the morning, just as the sun warms plant nectar to what i imagine is near ambrosia, and again in the evening, when soft light filters through their fiery wings. i’ve taken the monarch’s migration through our area as a welcome sign of autumn, and delight in the visual harvest they offer for all to see.
heading down to houston for the quilt festival. see you on the return.