It was definitely a day for Amos Lake, which opened for the season yesterday and was wonderfully inviting this warm afternoon. The water, however, was quite nearly freezing, so while I was happy to bask in the sunshine, I wasn't tempted to get into my bathing suit and leap in. I guess my pacemaker would have prevented heart failure, but no use taking chances. I felt old, but guilt didn't force me to abandon prudence... I guess this really makes me old. Still, staying on land had its rewards. In between photographing the kids swimming—I swear they have no nerve endings—I noticed a Spicebush Swallowtail working the sand for dissolved minerals. Maybe I'll swim next visit. For now, watching and "capturing" the butterfly was enough for me.