You can see, smell and almost taste a Cape Cod summer as it winds down.
A humid haze lays thick over everything. And everyone.
The rosehips are at their very best, all orangey-red and ready for picking for those with a fondness for jam.
Even the slowest among the osprey “juvies” have mastered the fishing skills they’ll need for the long flights south.
Jabbering flocks of young sparrows seem to line every telephone pole, delighting us with their melodic runs and winged gymnastics.
Fragile pink mallows wave in the soft sea breeze, framed by cat o’ nine tails standing tall and watching over them.
The great blue herons are back, those who left when summer crowds descended, their statuesque frames unmistakable as they peer into quiet pools at dusk.
Thick bushes of pokeweed, sadly toxic for us, will ripen soon to the delight of every tiny bird along the marsh as they will do their part to scatter the seeds far and wide.
For some, the end of summer is a sad time. Vacations come to a close, it’s time to return to jobs, schools and familiar routines.
For me it’s a time of jubilation as my heart beats a little faster in anticipation of all the sights and sounds of my favorite season awakening…
Thanks for visiting me here at Images of Cape Cod! 🙂