The purple flowers I now know as asters (thank you, Pam D) are pretty much the only show in town in the village of wild flowers behind our house. I didn’t see any unusual insects, damselflies, or green sweat bees, but there were lots of busy, busy bees gathering pollen.
Since I’ve been photographing the flowers and the insects, I’ve become so much more aware of the changes occurring in the wildflowers from day to day. A new thistle blooms. Butterflies appear and disappear. A new kind of bug. Another bug has moved on. Flowers drying up and other flowers finding it’s their time to bloom. It’s definitely been worth the increased allergy problems! I might even have to find a different tag than “Out My Window”.