After the necessary trip to the town dump... er, landfill... no, make that transfer station... my reward for the hard work was a hard climb up nearby Lantern Hill. As always, I was on the lookout for Copperheads, newly opened Trailing Arbutus flowers, and freshly emerged Blue Corporal dragonflies, all signposts of a spring we can believe in. But it was a little chillier than it had been, so the snakes were in hiding, only a couple of Arbutus blossoms were in evidence, and the Corporals were still aquatic larvae. The climb, of course, was hardly in vain. There was an abundance of Spotted Salamander egg masses in a trailside pond, my trek was accompanied by the song of what I think was a Pine Warbler, and when I reached the summit, I was in the flight path of two feisty and colorful butterflies. They were not cooperating, but eventually, not long after I changed lens and opted for the 55-200mm telephoto over the 85mm micro, one landed not far from me and opened its wings in the sunshine. I knew it was one of the "ladies," and when I got home to study the wing pattern, I learned that my "model" was a Painted Lady, a newly arrived migrant who had flown here perhaps all the way from Mexico. Welcome "home," snowbird, er, lepidopteran.