My eyesight is so crappy even with binocs I cannot identify a bird to save my life, but I never tire of watching them in flight.

Especially beginning in October, and all through November and December, we'll go down to the beach to escape the punishing heat and look out over the ocean. There will be three levels of birds in the air: low down the gulls and others who live there, busy going about the day's doings. Middle, the smaller migratories, usually in flocks. Punctuated by flying Vs of geese.

And high up I don't know what, I assume the larger raptors or whatever it is that migrates, just soaring specks against the hazy blue sky.