and soaking up the last bits of summer has been my goal the last few weeks. I’m storing up inside me images of sunflowers, summer harvest, green shaded paths, birds on crystal clear lakes, deep blue skies; the smells of sun-dried grasses and warm pine wood; the sounds of grass hoppers, crickets and cicadas. Through the summer the roadsides have been graced with white daises that are replaced by Queen Anne’s lace, dainty yellow, star-shaped flowers are replaced by golden rod; fresh green and brown cattails now have the green turning ochre. The purple has faded from the meadows, maples in swampy areas are turning red, the sun is riding lower in the sky and shadows are lengthening —September has arrived. (Click on the pictures to enlarge them.)
Sunflowers glow with summer essence. North of Yuba on U.S. 31 we found several fields of them. Walking back to the car I saw a sign for Maple Bay walking trail. It is only a half mile walk, down a short, steep hill, through the woods and out onto the quiet beach of East Grand Traverse Bay. Returning south we drove into a lovely public park outside Yuba with picnic tables beside the water.
We are blessed with a countryside rich with crops being harvested, sometimes nestled next to dark green woods, sometimes a patchwork between orchards.