"Summer was our best season: it was sleeping on the back screened porch in cots, or trying to sleep in the tree house; summer was everything good to eat; it was a thousand colors in a parched landscape..."
― Harper Lee

I take my camera out after dinner hoping to get some photos of the birds, who are usually flocking to the feeder this time most nights. I sit patiently, enjoying the cool breeze coming up off the lake, but grow board and start moving my camera around a bit, happy when I landed on this light on the maple.

Every season is the best season, and right now summer is at her peak.