Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Dog Days of Summer

In the mornings, the first hint of autumn creeps through open windows. Dusk comes earlier each evening. Even the bold trade in their t-shirts for long sleeves during the brisk nights. As if attempting to stake its claim on the day, summer warms the lazy afternoons. These days are few, but important.

Like the bottom of a cold beer, I treasure the last few weeks of summer. I enjoy the last breaths of summer and search for the first hints of fall. Torn between bidding farewell to the warm comfort of summer and the excitement of change, I cherish both in the dog days of summer.

The first apples of the autumn.

Lazy drives with meandering destinations.

Hikes above tree line on Mt. Hood.

Rides on dirt roads in a 1952 Willys Jeep.

My dad and brother watching a glider circle the 11,000-foot peak.

The last blueberries of the season.
Wind torn trees on a ridge on Mt. Hood.

The first bites of a ripe pear.

Lazy Sundays in fields.
Recently, I enjoyed one such Sunday in early September near Mt. Hood in the Columbia River Gorge. I hope you enjoy yours.

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Anonymous said...

great shots - perfect portrayal of this transitory time of year.

Rick said...

Possibly one of you're best post yet...definitely in my favorites.

Foster Huntington said...

Its hands down my favorite time of the year. thanks for the kind words,

Foster Huntington said...

glad you like it. I really like the pictures. I am having a blast shooting with the 50mm fixed lens. and it doesnt hurt to be in a beautiful place.

CMJR said...

Your posts never fail to enchant my mornings at work! Great photos! :)

Megan said...

I love this story. I am also torn between savoring the last of summer and getting excited for fall, but excitement is winning out.

Foster Huntington said...

Thank you for the kind words. I had a blast taking these pictures in a new setting. I love the northwest.

Ahip said...

Great to see your writing and photographs again! Very nice.

Anonymous said...

if that is your jeep i am extremely jealous. i am obsessed with your blog, it is so good. i could spend hours reading it.

Foster Huntington said...

I wish it was my jeep, unfortunately its not. It will be one day though. Thank you for your kind words about my blog, I am flattered.

Wrecked Stellar said...

That's a great shot of your dad and brother. It's so serene.