The summer season is full of hardy flowers that can tolerate the heat of August. We’ve had our share of high temps and humidity and some of the gardens are showing the stress of the late summer. But the zinnias and sunflowers are still bright. Their colors represent this season well and they flourish to remind us to enjoy the blooms and the time that remains before fall comes gliding in on those cool and longer nights.
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Storms around
There’s something mesmerizing about the approach of a storm. During the summer in the upper Midwest we get waves of high humidity – the air is so filled with moisture it’s dense and thick. The humidity and heat build until they set off storms. Lately we seem to have weekly storms accompanied by thunder and lightning, hail, and strong winds.
There are so many unknowns with an approaching storm – will it be just rain, will it pass by quickly or stall overhead, will it create damage anywhere in its path, will it build and get worse or will it dissipate, and when will it be overhead. I find the anticipation before a storm moves through fascinating and beautiful. This storm was building for about a half-hour. The white thunderclouds at the far end of the lake stayed to the south as the darker clouds rolled over the lake. The wind quieted and the air was eerie with the stillness. Within ten minutes the rain started, big drops at first and then a downpour. And after another ten minutes the storm had moved out of the area, this time leaving only rain.
Looking for the brighter side
The storm brought wind, rain, and hail and it seemed to stop as quickly as it started. This had been the third or fourth storm to roll through in as many days. But as the dark clouds moved further east and the skies began to clear, there was a brilliant rainbow that arced across the sky and was reflected in the still lake surface below. This was our “reward” for getting through the storms, and with all the uncertainties that are in our day-to-day lives this was truly the brighter side.
Pointed to sunset
I recently purchased a kayak – nothing fancy, just a hard plastic one that I can take out on the lake. I don’t have to worry about beaching it or scratching the hull, but it allows me to explore and enjoy the lake and the shoreline at an up-close and leisurely pace.
I’ve enjoyed watching deer and small fawns along the bank of the lake, turtles that are quickly diving into the weeds, fish that are swimming in the clear and warm summer water, eagles overhead that swoop down into the lake and rise again with a fish in their talons, and loons that cruise the lake then disappear as they dive for their meals. I’ve been mesmerized by the still lake surface in the early morning when the water is like a sheet of glass reflecting the clouds overhead, the whitecaps that ripple across the lake when the wind comes rushing through the channel, and the quietness of evening as the sun descends behind the trees to the west while the moon rises in the east.
I will never grow tired of nature and all that it offers up to us, no matter the season.
Summer at Lake Como
It’s been a string of summer days here in Saint Paul – sunshine, blue skies, beautiful white puffy clouds, and warmth. I took a walk to Como Park and followed the path all the way around Lake Como. Near the pavilion there were people considering the rental of water crafts. And they had many to choose from – kayaks, canoes, peddle boats, and paddle boards. A tough decision, but any of those choices would bring a change of scenery and some cooler air out on the lake.
These are the long summer days we look forward to all winter. It’s worth the snow and cold temperatures to finally turn the calendar to June and welcome the sun and the warmth of summer.
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