In the past, summer was about power boats, jet skies, and party boats – lots of noise, traffic, and blaring heat. Oh, please, bring back the quiet, peaceful days of winter–the soft, fog-shrouded mornings, the big white pelicans gliding silently and effortlessly on the water’s surface, and the mild, pleasant temperatures.
Now I see. I began this blog to celebrate the lake and its different seasons. So, welcome to summer. It is the season of living out loud, and living to the max. Everything is more intense–the sun, the heat, the noise, the activity–not just people, birds, too. Everyone and everything is trying to cram as much living as possible in the season’s longer days. Nature is busy.
Summer is also the time when the young are introduced to the art of living. What is it about the young of any species that is so uplifting? Today, I found a young mockingbird, pelican, and yellow-crowned heron; they made me smile. Sweet youth–gone too soon.