This past week there was a full moonrise – the strawberry moon, as it’s called. Although I can’t attest to seeing a strawberry tint where I was, the moonrise was beautiful. The sun had set, the wind had stilled, and the night air held the warmth and humidity of the day. Slowly the moon rose above the trees on the opposite shore, clearing them and throwing its reflection into the lake below. If you listened for awhile you could hear the cry of a loon. And in the grasses by the side of the lake, the fireflies started to blink. It was a beautiful night — just the kind we dream of during the bitter cold of winter.
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Wonderful photo! The write up even added more to how a Minnesota evening with a Strawberry Moon feels. Fireflies…how I miss catching them like I did as a kid. Seems there are not as many anymore. What do you think? May I share this one with my bloggers as a reblog?
Glad this transported you back to the Midwest! And I do think fireflies are not as common as before, although I’ve certainly spent more time in a city-environment where I wouldn’t expect to see them as much. So like you, I’ve been thrilled to experience them once again! (and yes, you may reblog this – thanks for asking!)
No problem – I love passing along good work.
Lovely capture and great prose to go along with it. I felt in the presence of a June evening on a lake in Minnesota except for the buzz of mosquitoes. Thank you for sharing
Doris S
Yes, those ever-present pesky mosquitoes; we just take them for granted, right??? Hope this gave you a mini-vacation to your home state, Doris! Thanks!
Great picture.
Thanks, Dave. Hope you’re finding time to photograph too; you’ve got a great eye!