I keep forgetting that a) I live in the mountains and b) Kalispell is significantly farther north than Rochester is. This usually isn't a big deal, but when I forget to close my bedroom window at night (every night, by the way. I'm dumb.) I wake up FROZEN. Absolutely frozen. I have consistently woken up with a very cold nose every morning for the past 2 weeks. There was one morning when I didn't wake up a popsicle, but that's because I actually remembered to close my window. Who knew that a window opened only 4 inches let in so much cold air? In September? Summer is fading fast up here, and I think I like it. If only I could remember to close that silly window.
I took this picture a couple of weeks ago, and I really like it. Butterflies aren't usually my thing, but this little guy slapped me in the face. I had to pretend I didn't notice, but anyone who has been around me for more than five minutes knows that I spazzed a little bit. It was inevitable that I take this picture after the butterfly made me look like a crazy person, and it turned out well for everyone involved. The butterfly now has its moment on the internets, and I get to share a pretty picture with everyone.
Next time, I'll look out for errant insects, though.