This time of year is what a friend of mine calls “high summer.” We’ve reached the high point of summer’s fullness. Fish are chunky and full of feed. Deer are wearing their deep red. Baby birds are growing stronger. The roadsides are a blur of daisies, lupine, orange hawkweed and buttercups. Soon: Fireweed.
Food is plentiful. Life is good. The light is rich and full.
A few images from recent days seem to reflect this mood of high summer. I saw the great blue heron, above, walking along a shoreline of cattails Wednesday evening while I was doing a fishing story on Fish Lake. When he took flight, I grabbed a few shots of him. Such a graceful creature.
Here are a few more photos that seem to capture the essence of high summer in the North.