I took a half day of vacation today. Since the weather was lovely, I ate lunch in a park, then sat and read for a while (current book: Ursula K. Le Guin's The Lathe of Heaven). I came home and watched the very swift-moving, short-lived, tiny rainstorm, then took a nap, wrote a few pages on my new story, and finally went for a walk, whereupon I encountered a butterfly that let me get rather close. Here's a picture.
I don't know what kind of butterfly (or moth?) this is, but it's certainly beautiful. Check out the underside of its wing, with the lovely bright red spot near the leading edge.
Have a great weekend, everyone!
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