NOT FIT AGAIN

and I slept a lot during the day. But creature in the picture came to visit me. She sat on the highest branch of the buddleia. To greet her I had to bend the branch towards me. She did not mind it seemed.
After lunch when I had dozed away on the balcony (the sun shone at that time) and opened my eyes again I found out that she had left. Job done!
Is this a cold I am having? Or just malaise after to many jobs to be done and now we are nearly at the end, I can allow myself to rest. Had to rest, for that matter.

My haiku:

A welcome to you
Cricket be my guest this time
The butterflies left

And the proverb:

To have (or carry) an M under one's girdle.

(= to use a respectful prefix when adressing or mentioning (a person))

a. 1553 in Udall, Royster D.

Thank you all so much for your sweet concern.