“Green was the silence, wet was the light,
the month of June trembled like a butterfly.”
― Pablo Neruda
As I came outside yesterday, I was filled with the sweet aroma of Peony. Our walkway is bordered by two enormous peony plant. They stand nearly five feet (just under two meters) tall and are now so big that an extra large peony ring will not hold them. I’ve taken to using rope to hold them in place. Each bush has close to fifty blossoms open at any given time and, being heirloom peonies, the fragrance is beautiful.
It rained on and off most of yesterday, yet they did not flop over too badly. The flowers, though plentiful, are not huge, so that may be a saving grace. Because of the rains, the blossoms were completely dew covered and I went inside to grab my camera to make a few photos of this morning delight.
As I was making the images, I became aware that I was not alone in enjoying these blooms. Ants, spiders and flies were active as well. This little green fly caught my eye and did not take of as I got closer to make the image. I have no idea of what type of fly it is, but it made for a pleasing image, posed on the pink dewy petals, basking in the early morning sunshine, the first day of summer.
Tamron SP AF 90mm f/2.8 Di Macro 1:1 (272ENII)@90mm
1/800 sec, f/5.0 ISO 100