Even though it's still hot and the calendar says the beginning of autumn is yet a couple of weeks away, Labor Day always feels like the unofficial end of summer.
Since I've been sharing my new-found monarch obsession with everyone around, I took 2 almost-ready chrysalises down with me for Abram and Lucy.
One gorgeous morning while we were on the North Carolina coast, a few of the Gray men went fishing and I tagged along. With camera in hand, of course!
Most people would call this a creek. Except for many Hoosiers, like my husband's family...to them, it's a crick.