P wasn’t feeling well over the weekend, so I didn’t get my catching up done, and then I had other pictures I wanted to post from the weekend and from yesterday, and I didn’t do that, either, so this is gonna be a big’un, and may or may not be in order.

Sweet Tea honeysuckle’s last salute to summer.

Fall croci.

Found another hitchhiker on the one-way. I think they must have a sign up that says, “The ratty little red car is the Parview Express. Come one, come all for FREE FOOD!”

Black Swallowtail bebe and potential bebes.

Spicebush doot-doot still around!

Volunteer Scarlet Pumpernickel down by the brush pile.

Cute little Carolina mantis boy. He’s smart enough to know that moths hang out around outdoor lights. He likes moths…for supper.

Cute little girl Carolina mantis. She just turned up on the patio, so I picked her up and took her to the Tornado Honeysuckle before one of the cats found her.

Eastern Tiger poop-a-pillar, doing an excellent impression of bird poop on the volunteer tuliptree down by the brush pile.

I was mowing the lawn last Saturday when I had to stop and take a photo because there were so many flutter-guys on the pink asters.

Jerusalem artichoke blooms. Waaaay over my head. Very tall.

I pulled this, of course, but my crabgrass is definitely very determined.

Black Swallowtail ‘pillar, saved by parsley from C.

Spicebush doot-doot, snug in his little summer sleeping bag, and still alive.

Another Eastern Tiger poop-a-pillar.

Very small orioles. Funny-looking, what with those clear wings and all those legs, but they’re drinking sugar water from the oriole feeder, so orioles they must be!

I lost this Eastern Tiger an hour after I found him, but he’d already cleared his digestive system in preparation for rearranging his entire body, so I suspect he wandered off to pupate somewhere in Sarah-Flah’s Giant Flowerbed.

This one is just as big, but not quite ready to enter the pupal stage.

Smaller Eastern Tiger, but no longer a poop-a-pillar.

This is a Spicebush doot-doot, but not the one in the sleeping bag; I found this guy on the other side of the spicebushes.

Spicebush poop-a-pillar.

Black Swallowtail still lives (so far), and he’s getting big! I still have a couple of tiny hatchlings over there. I hope they all make it.