Sunrise, on a late summer day by the calendar. Sunrise, on an early autumn day by how it feels.
Sunrise – yes, sunrise – on a summer morning when cirrus clouds, and the sun, were largely cloaked by smoke from wild fires several hundred klicks away in Manitoba and northwest Ontario.
Yesterday was a good day to cloud-watch. It was hot, humid, and the atmosphere was a little unstable. Cumulus began towering which created some fascinating formations.
Lucy, before a thunderstorm chases us inside.
An empty country road unrolls in front of me on a warm late summer day.
July’s first half was hot, humid, and frequently cloudless so we endured what we had to. The last ten days or so were like this – a few degrees cooler, often filled with billowing cumulus, and frequent light to moderate rainfall. What a relief!
We will see what August sees fit to bring our way.
On a recent summer morning this towering cumulus presaged rain. Not for us, for fortunate others. Good for them!
Rounds of wheat straw await the tractor and flatbed trailer.
On a hazy and very hot morning, winter wheat awaits the combine.
Sometimes, the best way to while away a summer afternoon is to read a good book.