The afternoon had been warm, but as the sun set, the temperature dropped to near freezing again. On an old cottonwood, covered with lichens and mosses, we found a ladybug, sound asleep.
|Sunny colours, but no warmth there.|
She had probably come out of hiding, deceived into thinking it's spring by the sushine, and been caught by surprise out in the open. She woke up in a warm car, and now is happily exploring a bunch of leaves on my desk.