It's hard to ignore the siren song of the Monarchs, but yesterday I went out determined to ignore them and focus on some other garden guests...
like the cheerful Bordered Patch,
the dainty Common Mestra,
a nectar thief,
the fluttery pipeline swallowtail,
a buttery yellow,
the gorgeous eastern swallowtail,
and a teeny-tiny fly (can't remember what it's called).
Then my will power wavered as I noticed the Queen and Monarch performing "synchronized sipping".
I gave in. The Monarchs won't be here much longer, so I have to love them up before they go. Right?
