The little yellow butterflies, brown eyed Susans and sunflowers are coming out in force. The two tiny butterflies in the last photo lined up for takeoff on a leaf — I told them they weren’t cleared for takeoff until I finished photographing them.
The “Land of Enchantment” — like the sirens whose sweet voices called to the sailors to be dashed against the rocks — called for us to sit out the rains, which produced too much water for my Mazda to get through.