Now we're pretty much halfway between spring and autumn equinox, with summer solstice the celestial fulcrum upon which northwoods life turned.
Here's to Superior summer. When life is flush, the living is (relatively) easy...
…and everybody eats.
A splendid season, even if the light is too often harsh and unforgiving…
…and the world is mostly blue or green, with little other color space between.
Soon enough, autumn will be on us.
And during August in Superior land, sometimes you can't help but see it coming.
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