We had released the butterfly earlier, but it flew back to land in her hair.
She holds a soldier crab.
There are places to be alone and feel peaceful: there are others where a creeping awareness of your vulnerability errodes the sense of tranquility.
It was a very big hair day for Goldilocks…
This is one of the many reasons I love the New England area. I took this photo from the window of the car: the side of the road was dotted with these little embelishments as far as I could see in any direction. At other times it is daisies, daisies, daisies. It’s a little girl paradise.