Shelburne Falls on a Summer Day.

So at last, in mid-July,  Summer has arrived.  The rains have taken a break, and the river has returned to a normal Summertime level after raging for most of the month of June:

The temperature has broken 80 degrees F here for only the second day this year, and benches in the shade are finally getting some use:

That’s outside a local glass-blower’s shop.  Inside it’s considerably warmer:

There’s an artisan hard at work in there, if you can find him!

The Bridge of Flowers is in full bloom with its Summer blossoms:

That’s a good thing – the wildflowers in the meadows are almost all as tall as me (no great feat, they say) and won’t stand still in the ceaseless breeze, which makes them hard to share with you.

This too shall pass.

I’m off to a weekend adventure at Jaeger Fest (not the “shots-of-” kind, but the “Fred and Leah” kind,) with old friends and new ones, eating ’till we burst and playing music into the wee hours of the night!

See you all later, ‘k?