Pics of monarchs scrapping in the air for liatris nectar, and any nearby females, perhaps. One more round of eggs this month, then off to Mexico in mid September (for the butterflies, not me).
That front monarch is nearing the end of its lifespan, but the one in back looks freshly minted.
Sunset backlights the monarch on liatris ligulistylis. I counted 6 monarchs, mostly male, yesterday evening and again this morning. This is likely a record for me. As I stood out in the garden a chain of 3, then one of 4 butterflies zoomed past me within a few feet. If you can't live humbled and in rapture of such moments then you may never know how tightly we are all woven together, how one thread depends so much on the one next to it, how fragile and yet how strong we are when we live rightly on this world.