Archive for May, 2012

The little cabbage moth pauses from his flight and rests on a mulberry leaf.

Memories of childhood surface as I think of sipping the nectar from the honeysuckle flowers.

This little fellow found a feast under a picnic table after the people had gone home.

The grass and the buttercups flourish when it is too wet to mow.

When it rains, Mother Nature grows her own umbrellas.

The delicate iris flaunts her fuzzy beards and brings sweet beauty to a Spring day.