A fast-flying yellow swallowtail stopped long enough to grace our the wildflower garden yesterday.
Wind-driven swing dance
The scene was like some botanical swing dance, with the partners tethered by the slenderest strand of spider silk. A hot summer breeze kept the seed parachute aloft, but never out of reach of its partner.
The teeny, weeny grasshopper claimed the coreopsis flower for his own after the painted lady butterfly moved on to its next nectar source. In the earlier photo on the bottom, it almost looks like the grasshopper is ducking while the butterfly feeds.
Nibbled by bugs, de-petaled by deer, this not-yet-in-full-bloom coneflower still maintains its dignity in the quiet spotlight that filters through the canopy.
Dance of the painted ladies
Heron on the prowl
A great blue heron stalks frogs and other prey in a pond near the White River in northwestern Arkansas, against tall grass spangled in wildflowers.
Do you speak yellow?
This little goldfinch seemed to be communing with his floral equivalent.