This time of year I like to do the converse of early spring, go on walks with an eye out for the very last flowers hanging around.
Most of Belmar Lake is awash with the fluffy tan of rabbitbrush gone to seed.
But there was *one* rabbitbrush still flowering, that a skipper, a honey bee and a yellow jacket were all appreciating.
And a white prairie aster is still out there blooming.
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