Near the top of Mt. Michelle, Cocoa and I walked through patches of Bee Balm where usually you find lots of bees. Only this time,  the bees were not the interested ones. It was the butterflies. They love the color red, and the guy in this photo really posed for the camera.

In fact, he didn’t stop moving but he made sure he stuck ever so close to me and the camera.

This is the time of the year when almost every sunset leaves me speechless. But then Emily Dickinson wrote, “Saying nothing sometimes says the most.”

A friend is one who walks in when others walk out. — Walter Winchell

I still go for long rides in the evenings with the dogs. But we don’t have to travel far before they are calling out the car windows to the area “wild” life. This mare, which lives in Avalon, was munching away on some fresh grass until Chipley started whining at her. That’s his way of saying, “Hi. What’s up horsey?”

She lifted her head and said, “Not much, honey!”

Okay, I had to do this! Do you remember when it was this cold last winter? All of us . . . every last one of us was wishing, hoping, and praying for summer temperatures. Well, guess what? We got exactly what we prayed for and so much more. Tomorrow it’s supposed to be in the high 90′s again in northeast Georgia. We have barely dipped down into the ’80′s this summer. I can tell you that, right now, this scene really freaks me out. (smile)