Where'd this week go?

Whenever Duller has a Monday off, it kinda messes with my inner calendar. I go through the rest of the week wondering what day it is and how it got to be Thursday when it feels so much like Wednesday.

I've been trying to cut back on my joy-riding, but the weather is so nice and there are so many great things going on out there. Fall migration has flocks of birds passing through. The crotolarias and goldenrod are making our road a yellow tunnel. Buckeye caterpillars are feasting on False Foxgloves and I saw a Monarch flit through the yard this afternoon. I NEED to get down to the refuge or Mandalay soonly, since this is normally the peak of their migration for this area.

Meanwhile, there's still an abundance of Gulf Fritillaries around.


Even more exciting, for me, was the sighting of several Variegated Fritillaries. These are a rare treat and I've been known to spend way too much time chasing after one good shot.

The Butterfly-pea - AKA pigeonwings - is much easier to capture.

Unless there's a breeze. Then they just wave furiously, much as this praying mantis did this morning. Unfortunately, I had forgotten to bring the spare batteries along, so I was unable to wait for the wind to die down.

Oh, well, tomorow's another day. As the sun sets on Dickerson Bay, I'm already anticipating the wonders it will hold.

Sleep sweet, y'all.