A Zebra Swallowtail. I saw cerveral other varieties, and would have taken more photos, but I turned around and saw . . .
A six point buck (I'll use eastern count, since I'm in the east) standing behind me in the back yard. I watched and took shots for a few minutes, and he barely moved, even when Georgia came over with Skye on the leash.
After a while he went back down, but then I came back around the house, and he was headed back up. It looks like he had an encounter with something. There was a big scraped on his side that didn't look like a wound, but had most of the hair off.