Not a butterfly

I spotted a butterfly garden on a trail map. Worth a bike trip I thought and set off, up the Seymour River, along the Fisherman's Trail. Found a very dry meadow but no butterflies to be seen. So here I am at the picnic site pondering what to photograph.

Not sure if this counts as a HUBshot because I could barely hold the bike above my head. Ooops, I cut my feet off, too.

We're finally having it sunny & warm, perfect for a long weekend!

Take care.