Going south
Napatree fall-like
It wasn't exactly the best of beach days, but I needed to get out of the house and explore someplace new, so, since the coast has long been on my to-do list, I took advantage of a lull in work assignments and spent the late afternoon at Napatree in Watch Hill. The air was chilly—no one was swimming or even doing any serious sun-bathing—and there were only a handful of Monarchs taking advantage of the abundant blooms of the Seaside Goldenrod. According to one natural-history-oriented beach walker I talked to, I most likely had missed the dragonfly migration. And in a couple of hours of trekking, I didn't see any sign of migratory birds, neither raptors nor songbirds nor waterfowl. It was simply quiet and pretty. It most definitely felt like fall.