A nodding sunflower . . .
A shy moonflower . . .
The passion flower still amaze me . . .
A red wasp exploring . . .
A dead bumblebee just hanging there . . . overcome by passion?
I've been leaving the greenhouse door open in hopes that insects will come in an pollinate those cucumber vines I planted back in June.
A swallowtail had fluttered in.
I caught it and put it out . . .
And, oh joy! there are little cucumbers forming on the vine!
And last of all, this tiny (dead) moth that came in on the ferns I cut for the living room -- it makes me think of a hair bow on a pretty girl.