Yesterday in the Ninety plus degree heat, I was walking in the Enid Haupt Garden of the Smithsonian Institution. It’s a lovely, expansive treat of a place with a large variety of flowers that you just don’t see in other places. It was fairly late in the afternoon and as it was Sunday, there weren’t too many people about. I don’t know what compelled me to approach this particular bush, but I marched right up to it, as though I was being led by the hand. There, as though it was posing for me, was a lovely monarch butterfly. There was a healthy breeze blowing, so at least half of the photos came out blurry, but that’s okay. The ones that came out are quite nice.