A honeybee harvests what nectar is available from a sunflower bloom.

A honeybee harvests what nectar is available from a sunflower bloom.

Cones nestled in a spruce tree.

This jumble is all that remains of a Pussy Willow we removed several years ago. It is now home to ants, bees and other insects, and occasionally other life.

This brilliant spiderwort happily lives in our yard adjacent to a tree stump.

A decent study of Lucy; she held still long enough for me to photograph her.
I love her floppy ears.

What I think is a juvenile American Bittern has been a difficult bird to capture, all summer long. I waited it out and finally photographed him waiting for small fish, or a frog, to wander close enough to be snatched up. It was a difficult shot – up-sun, with colours, glare, and a fence between us. I decided to take the shot, might get nothing better.

A seagull and I watch as the upbound Menominee serenely cruises by.
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Achilles and Fitzi wait out a late summer thundershower.

Lucy, before a thunderstorm chases us inside.

A lovely morning.
