This morning, when I took the trash bin down to the road, I noticed the big mesquite that grows beside the path the mailman drives as he delivers my mail. Most of it is taller than a car, but one lower, sticking-out branch was growing to a point it might scratch the sides of the car on the way past. (Mesquite has wicked thorns, some an inch long.) So, I trudged back to the house to get my tree-loppers, went back and whacked off that branch and added it to the trash.
As I turned to go back to the house, I noticed... Whoa! A thistle in bloom. Thistle! For the 'th' group in my alphabet picture cards!
So I trudged back to the house, grabbed my camera, and headed back to the road. I have a line of evergreen trees planted beside the road, a windbreak and privacy screen; the thistle was on the other sides of the trees, between the trees and the road. As I walked around the trees, and zeroed in on the thistle... EEEEE! A butterfly sitting there, drinking nectar, flapping its wings as the thistle swayed in the wind. ( Pictures inside.Collapse )