We had another super moon the other night. The Harvest moon. David took my camera and a tripod to the porch and took some amazing pictures. I really did not know that the moon was so colorful.
Gorgeous. Magnificent. Shiny. Bright.
It began to change colors. Pink. Who would have thought?
Wait a minute. Now it’s becoming a darker pink. Almost red.
Golden. Or cheese. I’m not sure.
This is not Mars. It is our moon. Beautiful, huh?
It’s beautiful, no matter what color it is.
Speaking of beauty. These beauties have been showing up in our garden. David and I sit out on our porch swing and watch them flit from flower to flower.
The flower compliments the butterfly or vice versa. Is this a Monarch or a Viceroy? Anyone know?
Bees are a buzzin’ on the flowers.
They really like the orange zinnias.
Now just for some cuteness. I never get tired of seeing this.
Bonnie and Molly. Molly uses Bonnie like a jungle gym.
Bonnie is voicing her objection to the biting of her head.
“I just love you to pieces, Bonnie.”
“Don’t you think I’m adorable? ”
“You just think you’re adorable,” says Belle.
Molly has the prettiest eyes.
I just love her. Bye.