September. September in Alaska.
The most spectacular, stupendous September I can remember in my 71 years in Alaska. Lots of sunshine and warm temperatures. Autumn colors lingering long past their traditional peak. Migratory birds lingering also.
It's been tremendous.
Oh, yeah. My computer isn't working right. Again. Getting it fixed means several hours babysitting it while the Geek Squad takes remote control and beats it into submission. Just haven't had time for that while the sun was shining.
Soon, I promise. I'm getting so far behind, I don't know if I'll ever catch up.
In the meantime, I was kayaking on Tern Lake in this gorgeous autumn weather and watched the cygnets take off.
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|Swan down caught on a branch|
|Tern Lake and my swans|
|Nothing like a creekside stroll on a golden path to put things right.|
|A gray cygnet.|
|A male mallard in eclipse plumage, in the reflection of fireweed.|
|Red fox with a leap stuck on its muzzle.|