It was time to move on to the Sedge Meadow Trail. Somebody's lost lunch ahead? No, scientific apparatus! Part of a mosquito study, I presume.
A great patch of milkweed and dogbane in the back Old Hayfield was now host to countless creatures including a dainty female dun skipper.
I was just getting to the "good part" of the field when I heard the rain coming, pulled on my gear and started for the exit. But it didn't last long and when the sun broke out, so did the butterflies.
The striking coral hairstreak would be seen several times today.
What else was that in there, old twigs? No, that was a spider!. It could not have been hungry; the Peck's was there a long time unmolested.
Something bigger whizzed by stopping next to me. An American lady? No, an American snout! I had heard local reports last year, but this was the first for the Trails... and for me.
I had a nectarine for lunch at the bench in the Old Pasture. A spring azure had me.
Weather was picking up again and I hurried for cover down the Wappinger Creek Trail. It was a hearty rain now.
It had let by the time I was on the Cary Pines Trail. There the colors of fungus on moss caught my attention.