The sultries have arrived on Cape Cod.
It happens every summer, yet the intensity of heavy moisture-laden air and the effect it all has on the light and the landscape is at once uncomfortable — and beautiful!
Last evening the sultry winds were in full force, the ocean was choppy and covered with a drippy haze. I’m not sure which was wetter, the air all around me or the sea out beyond!
The osprey young ‘uns didn’t seem to mind.
As long as they keep getting their fish while learning their lessons about the fine art of hover-dive-catch!
Things seem to slow down to a crawl once the sultries settle in. The marsh gets quieter, even the sounds of summer tourists seem muffled, more subdued. Who would want to move in this heat?
Well maybe the crows. They never EVER seem to get tired or overheated. These Three Amigos, a case in point.
Me? I am enjoying the photography yet thinking cool thoughts as I lean toward the delicious days of September.
And in the meantime, trying to take Marmee’s advice of not moving anymore than I have to.
Hope it’s cool wherever you are! 😉