|Nature takes its course as a bee feasts on this tiny dead snake (what kind is it, boys and girls?).|
|This is grass. Grass is pretty.|
Took a walk for a couple of hours in the woods a bit ago and it was mostly uneventful, a bit on the warm side and quite sunny.
It was a day to pay attention, to look for detail and I found some in the ripe blackberries, the tall grass seed, the mystical white butterflies, the rotting logs and a lone bee feasting on a small, dead snake of bright blue. I couldn't identify the snake, but I knew the bee.
Nature is grand.
|The white butterflies played well on the blue flowers.|
|The blackberries are pretty, but not so tasty.|
|And the obligatory Editr-Pampa selfie.|