On the
map, Florence stretched from Savannah to Cape May. But the off-and-on rain was not heavy nor were the winds especially fierce here. A snowy egret watched the water rushing from the lake. A fiery skipper visited the portulaca.
Crows flew and blue jays called. Butterflies came out, first a black swallowtail, then a red spotted purple, then a pair of palamedes swallowtails. Later I saw something brown, perhaps a painted lady or a buckeye. One dragonfly again perched atop the cherry. The Argiope spider relocated again, between the rue and the rose this time, where she made a really big web. The black swallowtail caterpillars kept munching on the rue and the milkweed bugs kept mating.
There was no rain after around 11am so after lunch I cleaned the pool.
There were crickets and a few other bugs, shredded leaves, acorns and
shards, and huge quantities of pine needles. The tide came up over the dock again. Occasionally sunlight got through a thin spot in the overcast. Up in the redwood, a squirrel dismantled a pine cone, but the inside was so red that at first I was thinking carnivore.
On the map, Florence stretched from Savannah to Cape May. But the off-and-on rain was not heavy nor were the winds especially fierce here. A snowy egret watched the water rushing from the lake. A fiery skipper visited the portulaca. 
Crows flew and blue jays called. Butterflies came out, first a black swallowtail, then a red spotted purple, then a pair of palamedes swallowtails. Later I saw something brown, perhaps a painted lady or a buckeye. One dragonfly again perched atop the cherry. The Argiope spider relocated again, between the rue and the rose this time, where she made a really big web. The black swallowtail caterpillars kept munching on the rue and the milkweed bugs kept mating. 
There was no rain after around 11am so after lunch I cleaned the pool.
There were crickets and a few other bugs, shredded leaves, acorns and
shards, and huge quantities of pine needles. The tide came up over the dock again. Occasionally sunlight got through a thin spot in the overcast. Up in the redwood, a squirrel dismantled a pine cone, but the inside was so red that at first I was thinking carnivore.
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