It was a perfect setting. The morning sun sparkling through the Kudzu and privet. My camera was in hand, not 100 yards away in the kitchen.
This moth-ish butterfly decided to land just in the right spot at the right time.
Carefully I focused...trying not to disturb this lady.
Then off she flew
and a lubber hopped over my foot.
Then I hopped on his head. Nasty...
Darn Lubbers....I hate them.