Sometimes you just get lucky. For over twelve years I have passed what must be an old mill of some sort. And every year I told myself that "some day" I want to stop there. Well, this was the year. This is right along the road. You can see where the bridge is missing; even on the beginning part, there are only the rails.
I find buildings like this fascinating. No signs or markers.
While I was starting back from the far end of the building, I saw this beautiful butterfly. It was several feet away and I figured I'd never get the shot. It was still just long enough for me to take the picture, and then it flew right towards me!
And another pretty flower that was along the edge of the dam.
It was 90 degrees that day and sunny. Today? Low 60s and overcast. But I admit it...I prefer it cooler.
P.S. I am listening to The Husband's Secret by Liane Moriarty and just finished Naked Greed by Stuart Wood.