beauty, variegated

The Silverlake reservoir was looking particularly - well, beautiful today, and still, and early autumnal, despite the temperature still being in the high eighties (or it became so, a bit later).  Clearly, I'd stopped aching enough to be able to enjoy walking round it.  

And then, a little later, a further reminder of the complexities and multiplicities of beauty - and not, I take it, just in terms of monarch butterflies, however environmentally sound that might be as a sentiment, too ...