#NewThisDay Writing From My Photo Stream

Late yesterday afternoon, walking the Garden at Elm Bank in Wellesley, I chased a monarch butterfly among the blooms for a picture. I spent some moments trying to get a good one, but I wasn't satisfied with the fading light and eventually both the monarch and I moved on. This morning, I was walking in Rocky Narrows woods listening to a Radio Open Source podcast with Christopher Lydon about the poetry of John Ashbery, when I looked down on the path, and there was a single monarch butterfly wing resting on the pine needles. When I returned home, I looked through yesterday's pictures from Elm Bank and found one I liked after all. I don't usually post day old pictures, but I made the exception today: perhaps it is my attempt to put the broken back together again.

“It’s this crazy weather we’ve been having:
Falling forward one minute, lying down the next
Among the loose grasses and soft, white, nameless flowers. . .”

— Excerpt From "Crazy Weather," John Ashbery

You can read the rest of the poem here.