I found myself by the Mystic yesterday. I went without expectation, mostly feeling a need to stretch my legs. I gave myself one hour thinking that would be enough time to do one of my standard circuitous routes but for most of the hour I found myself in one spot. It was early morning, not too hot, the sun shining bright. A good wind but not too strong. I was able to plant my feet and practice patience as the butterflies settled around me.
Aside from the winged beauty, the shots of the thistle (?) blossom are gorgeous.