The Northern Shore

On a recent trip back from Wisconsin, I stopped at a small park on the northern shore of Green Bay (the body of water, not the city). The green grass and marsh growth went right to the water's edge. Large orange butterflies decorated the air over land, while a seagull performing aerial dives into the water provided excitement off shore. Each of my steps sent tiny toads scattering; there were hundreds of them. Larger green frogs were bountiful at the marsh edges but were more elusive. The early evening sun cast golden light at an angle that richened green and blue hues to a point where I don't know whether the colors could have become any more saturated.

Yep, late summer on the northern shore - where the message in nature tells you to take a break and know that life is good.