It’s time for some summer whine – “summer is over, frost is threatened, the days are drawing in, back to long pants and socks, boo hoo”.
It’s also time to get back to sharing some images. These are from a quiet walk we took one late August evening while at the cabin. Nothing spectacular, but hopefully they give a sense of the calm and beauty of this pleasant evening and special place.
As we walk along the lane towards the beach we pass these High Bush Cranberry shrubs. They are called High Bush because the bushes are more like small trees and the cranberries are found between four and ten feet off the ground. This year there was a great abundance of all the berry types including these. They have such a rich colour.
One of these years we will pick enough for cranberry sauce with the Thanksgiving Turkey. That’s not the turkey giving thanks, but hopefully us. There is such an abundance in creation.
After a short stroll we emerged onto the beach and were treated to this peaceful scene. We are looking North East, and glimpse the sun still colouring the distant sky.
As we turn to the west we see the last remains of the colour after the sunset. The only sounds, the softly lapping water and the cries of gulls.
On the walk back we were serenaded by frogs and insects. Heady wine indeed.