I know I’ve complained many times here about central New Mexico’s noticeable lack of color in the winter, so I won’t do it again — at least not right now, at least not much. In any case, that lack of color often pushes me to photograph lichens during the winter. I think they are so fascinating and love looking at them up close — something I can do so much better with the aid of a camera than solely with my eyes. I found these near La Luz yesterday (the underlying rock is granite).
I’ve always loved sunflowers (I may have mentioned this before, possibly ad infinitum) but I’ve developed a bit of an obsession the last couple of years with those that are on their way out. They exude happiness (at least to my eyes), even as they fade.
I think this is a great spangled fritillary but can’t swear to it. It might be a northwestern fritillary. Speaking of which, I feel the need to remind you, dear reader, that my IDs are far from authoritative; I’m a photographer, not an entomologist.
Probably the most perfect two-tailed swallowtail I’ve ever seen in my life, hanging out on yellow sweet clover in Cienega Canyon (Sandia Mountains).
A butterfly I’ve never seen before — a queen — atop one of my all-time favorite wildflowers, spike verbena.