 Late summer in Indiana, and the evening air is buzzing with insect song. And the prairie plantings are full of wings -- butterflies and dragonflies and more. I only just now noticed the little grasshopper below the swallowtail in the photo above!     
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 Back home again in Indiana, we're speeding through August. It's a colorful month. abuzz with bees, butterflies and dragonflies. And the sound of cicadas and crickets rasping at dusk.       One evening a herd of elk wandered through the back yard. And it was high season for roadside flowers.        Bow River in Canmore, looking east to the Three Sisters My kids used to sing the Arrogant Worms song Rocks and Trees, in celebration of their Canadian heritage. And in Canmore we saw some of the rocks and trees and trees and rocks, and water. Also small wonders -- butterflies and wild flowers.      View out the back of the condo.  On the road in Alberta, from Edmonton to Canmore (just east of Banff) -- city towers in the distance, big sky, long prairie expanses, chartreuse canola fields, mountains across the meadows, sun and shadow on the Rockies.       |
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