Tiger Swallowtails  fed in this  morning’s sun with their long straw-hose like proboscis sucking up nectar.  Then summer showed its might  with heat, humidity, huge thunderheads building during mid day  culminating in slamming lightening, rolling thunder and a 2” downpour replete with hail – strange that it is cold enough up above us for ice to form, while at the ground level it is a frying pan.   All the trees received their wild wind pruning. 

            The paint job on the swallowtail reminded me of  graffiti in the Doan Brook Gorge