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.
White prairie aster still blooming. Some of the flowers have wilted to pretty tans beiges.
A brown and white checkered skipper drinks nectar from a bright yellow rabbitbrush flower.
Tan tufts of rabbitbrush with the evening sun shining softly from behind a cloudy sky.