67/93: A Moment


Sunday afternoon Daughter and I spotted this little lady* hanging out on our Phlox. She was busy sucking down pollen (or nectar?). From flower to flower she hovered, carefully sticking her Probocis into the middle of each flower. We watched, my arms draped around daughter as she gently flapped her wings and ate. What an amazing site. She didn’t mind that we lingered, she didn’t speed up her work or seem afraid. What a treat. For all three of us.

*I believe she’s called a Tiger Swallowtail. 


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