It has almost been two months since I have come north and my work stint will be soon ending. I really don’t know where the time goes but it hit me this evening as I was out on the bike and stopped at the little lake where I had last been with the dogs and the swans. That first trip I walked with little sense of direction, not following roads but through marshy brown tundra hills with the odd patch of snow. Well over 80 swans and my dismay as Dysis charged into their middle…then a few days later they were all gone except for three and a few pairs of ducks.

Tonight I went on my own, on trails and dry paths I knew and there were no migrating birds, the grass was tall and green, and a lovely calm but the moment the wind died down, yes, you guessed it… hordes of mosquitoes! One of the summer cabins close to town..quite a collection of items No one here but felt strange as I walked down to the shore. Trying to put my finger on it and I think if this had been one of the lakeshores and cabins in the south I probably would have been looking for a “public walkway” and not wanting to trespass on” private “ property.”

Windy evening sitting on rock near shore and lone gull above,.. kept circling around me flying into the wind and gliding back.

The summer weather has produced high howling winds and often cold rainy down pours.

 The rain often leaves surface puddles and muddy tracts but clearing very quickly afterwards to stunning skies. Arctic sunsets continue to amaze me!

About 10 PM a stormy sky and sun reflecting on Rankin all much greener.

Closee to town..very still on water but rich in mosquitoes

 Walking dogs about 10 PM