A quick trip to the woods early yesterday morning led me past my birdfeeder which is now covered in Morning Glories. I planted them from seed this summer and they've already covered my 6 foot tall feeder.
I was snapping photos of the dew on the leaves, the vines, and the pretty blue flowers when I looked down to see this guy.
It was chilly, only about 40 degrees, and I wondered at first if he was dead. I moved the leaf and he clung there so I think he was proably just too cold to move. His wings and body are highlighted with tiny dew drops and I felt shivery just looking at him. I felt like I wanted to go make him a scarf, the poor guy.
When the sun came up and the dew was gone, so was he.
I hope he's enjoying this autumn weather as much as I am. Meanwhile, I'll see to that tiny scarf.
