Beach Report 10/28/20

A warm, but overcast day. Skye and I were on our own, because Georgia felt obliged to work in the garden.

A female Monarch at the end of her migration.

We hadn't seen Whitey, yesterday, but we didn't get this far up the beach. Here he was today, hanging out beyond 'the tangle.'

He allowed a couple of fossil hunters to pass without flight, but as Skye and I got closer, he started to seem restless, so we turned before he left.