Phoebe and the Monarch

On a cold night in November, temperatures dipped below freezing and hundreds of monarchs fell from their places in the eucalyptus trees at Natural Bridges State Beach.  Below a certain temperature, monarchs can’t move their wings.  When I arrived in the grove, a saddened docent was there gathering up butterflies.  He suggested we help collect them and gently breathe warm air to warm their wings.  Unlike some butterflies, monarchs have relatively sturdy wings which will not be harmed by a gentle touch.  Still, all we had to do was put out our hand and the monarchs readily stepped into our palms, probably attracted to the warmth.  We saw many who didn’t make it and many who were able to warm back up and fly away.


November 28, 2014

West Cliff

I felt really awful this morning so indulged in some treats from my favorite coffee shop and took them to West Cliff drive.  I parked my car and walked to the light house, admiring the deep green hue of the ocean under the partly cloudy sky.  That is an epic spot for surfing and I saw some beautiful waves form in a surprisingly uncrowded ocean.  Sometimes there are dozens of surfers in the waves but this morning there were only a handful plus birds and a sea lion.  Surfing is something I’ve always wanted to learn… but that just hasn’t come to fruition yet.  Soon, I hope…