It was in the low 50's and breezy when Skye dragged us off to the beach.
Even the GBH on the posing post . . .
looked a bit wind blown.
There's always something new new. See that dark line of little black dots washed up along the edge of the surf? Literally millions of little bugs. They look like a leaf hopper of some sort, and given the wind direction, I would guess they blew across the bay from the salt marshes.
A few other things mixed in. We have been in the midst of the Monarch butterfly migration. This one didn't make it.
Joined by a Clouded Sulpur.
"What's taking you so long?"
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