Butterfly Milkweed tree my eye is still drawn

my eye is still drawn to the low burning fire of the butterfly milkweed where it blazes orange in the summer sun

The heat of August has arrived

Her task is vital for she is both provider and protector

No one else will fulfill her duties

but are always carefully curated for variety

Butterfly Milkweed tree my eye is still drawnThe heat of August has arrived. The prairie plants have grown tall and the garden is abuzz with life. Yellow coneflowers nod in the breeze while persistent bees adjust their approach. The spicy musk of bergamot fills the air and the pollinators clamor for its sweetness. Despite the fragrant cacophony above, my eye is still drawn to the low burning fire of the butterfly milkweed where it blazes orange in the summer sun. Medium: Color Reduction Woodcut