It was a day for basking in the warming rays of the sun, for sitting in the garden, for drying clothes, for being grateful for just one more good day before autumn's chill takes hold of the land and our hearts.
The butterflies reappeared, with Small Tortoiseshells joining the busy bees as they feasted on the sedum and daisies beside the front door.
A Speckled Wood fluttered in the garden hedge and rested on a leaf just long enough for me to click the shutter. And then it was off.
I've been a bit bee-hind with blogging of late, not sure where to land, as I flutter from one social medium to the next. I'm still striving to find a voice, to find a balance between words and images, between reportage and personal disclosures.