With all the dragonflies, the damselflies, and myriad bugs in my yard, the skippers are also regular visitors. Initially, it was very difficult to shoot them because of their quick, darting, flight habits but I guess now, I've got the hang of it. I'm still not familiar with their names except for the tiniest one in the last two photos of this post. That's the Green Grass Dart feeding on a kind of basil. Enjoy!!
[A post I did on the 6th of this month titled "Almost Lost.... In All That Yellow" also had two kinds of these stout-bodied butterflies].
Glory be to God for dappled things- For skies of couple-colour as a brinded cow; For rose-moles all in stipple upon trout that swim; Fresh-firecoal chestnut-falls; finches' wings; Landscape plotted and pieced--fold, fallow, and plough; And all trades, their gear and tackle and trim. All things counter, original, spare, strange; Whatever is fickle, freckled (who knows how?) With swift, slow; sweet, sour; adazzle, dim; He fathers-forth whose beauty is past change: Praise him. Gerard Manley Hopkins
The first flowering shrub I planted on our land
Every flower is a soul blooming in Nature.-Gerard De Nerval
Shall I not have intelligence with the earth? Am I not partly leaves and vegetable mould myself? -Henry David Thoreau