It was a chilly, foggy morning, still dark when I brought the horses in, though I didn’t have to go in search of them. They saw the lights go on in the barn and came to the gate for breakfast. Susan and Jane and I rode together, a light day of flatwork. The mist rose, and it turned into a glorious Fall day.
I ran some errands and returned for the delivery of Mater. We won’t see the finished piece until we unload at Stoneridge School, but we have faith in David Lynn of Nova Blue Studio, who did the casting, and delivered it today. He unloaded the boxed sculpture into our car, and we are ready for the next step, which will be a road trip.
David also returned the original clay, which can be recycled into a new sculpture 
David inspects Harry’s sketchbook in the studio 
Harry listens to David’s enthusiastic praise of his artwork
I took advantage of the beautiful weather to take the camera to the back hayfield, where there is an abundance of blooming wild asters. I have seen many monarch butterflies over these flowers in years past, but the monarchs are diminishing. Still, I was thrilled to see a couple. Many other butterflies were enjoying the late afternoon light over the field of blooms, too.
A monarch 
A black swallowtail 
Another monarch!
Between chores, I took a few more pictures.
Horses enjoying early turnout 
One of the last zinnias 
Marmalade on a mission 
Here comes Weedy! 
Cedar is looking older, but she still protects us from varmints 
Harry is looking younger
Stay safe, stay well, stay young at heart. Peace.
Oooh Marmalade is winning the hack!
Sounds like a lovely day. Any day we grow younger is a good one.
Thanks
Peace
Stupendous photo of the Black Swallowtail, a wow! These are some of your best, again! I have Harry’s Sketchbook, An Autobiography in Drawings, 1965-2015, on my coffee table right in front of me. I take a look and not only praise Harry’s work, but marvel at his ability to sustain his gift. I’ve also used it as a study, copying his work as an exercise in sharpening my eye, and remembering.