By the time I got to Oak Point by way of the recycling drop-off and the post office it was turning cloudy again.
No getting close enough to the monarchs feeding on the goldenrod at the lake's edge. At least without losing my new shoes in the mud.
So many moths everywhere, but mainly on this type of grass.
An unperturbed spiny softshell turtle near the dam.
Mud.
More rain.
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