“August in Minnesota” has a connotation to it for those who have lived here long enough. Hot, sticky, humid days boost electricity bills as air-conditioners stay on full time to beat the heat. A result of the moist conditions is heavily dewed grass in the mornings. I stepped outside and thick fog hung in the air. It was 7:00 AM, and the sun was beginning to burn through the mist with some filtered reds and oranges. A large moon hung high in the sky, and my truck passed under it on my way to our land in Butler, Minnesota. Pulling up, I unlocked the gate and pushed it open. Dew hung heavy on the grass and bejeweled thousands of spider webs across the 30 acre pasture. In a few moments I had my camera in hand as I passed through the knee high grass.
Many of us have a location that we’ve visited many times, and a stop there brings back many important memories for us. For these spots, there are peak experiences when conditions or moments are at their best. This sweaty, August morning was one of those for me. The foggy sunrise catalyzed the transformation of the scene from dewy, shadowed pasture to a hot, new day. As it did so I tried to capture the beauty of the morning dew on the webs and flowers that it encrusted in shiny droplets. Some of the spider webs had drops so large and heavy that they reflected the world over-and-over while dragging their grass pylons down around them with their collective weight. I feared a slight wind would cause them to drop off before I was done.
The sun rose higher and I turned my meandering around; I was headed south but turned to heading north. I passed along the edge of the grassland and sank below a small rise. As I came over the top hill my eye caught movement and then the body of a deer. The deer (Odocoileus virginianus) was a small fawn accompanied by its mother. Somehow I had caught the attention of the fawn only, and the mother continued to graze. His curiosity got them best of him, and he started to walk towards to me. I stood post-like with camera clicking. By the time the fawn was satisfied that something wasn’t-quite-right he stood 10 yards away. The mother had moved silently up the hill and stood about 20 yards away to contemplate me too. Finally she stomped a foot, snorted, and brought her offspring into the shelter of the woods.
My conclusion to you is this : every day is a new day, and you can only go enjoy what you go to see. If you have a favorite spot, I challenge you to go experience that location when it is at its best.
10 thoughts on “On That Misty, Minnesota Morn”
Nice shots Ian!
Where is your land from Butler? Our family farm is just north of Bear Lake.
Thanks Cleone! Yup, this was at Butler. I have been on a Bear Lake in that area, maybe the same one. But with as many “Bear Lakes” as there are in Minnesota – who knows if it’s the same! Haha.
These images are priceless! The honey bee is one of my favorite creatures on earth. Your challenge is well worth meeting.
Thanks Peggy! I was stoked to be out there is such great conditions for shooting 🙂
Honey bees are great. There’s a guy that has hives on our land, so there’s always a good amount of them out and about. It’s interesting and depressing to think about the collapse of native and domestic honey bees. I hope policy makes and landscape restorations can help them out a bit!
Fabulous pictures, as always — I’ve seen a few more bees and butterflies than last year, but it seems it may be a challenge to return to the abundance of them I remember 10-15 years ago.
Yes, it does seem like quite a few monarchs around this year. However, the declining numbers of songbirds and bees/pollinators reminds of me gas prices. They get “so bad” that once they’re “OK” again, we settle for that. Would be nice to see some real change, and not have to settle for better-than-last year.
I keep coming back to this post, it is going to be the underlying inspiration for one I have in the works. 🙂
Awesome! Let me know when that goes up! That’s great to hear! 🙂
It takes a thoughtful mind and keen eye to “see” these types of treasures in nature. You have done a superb job of capturing them for your readers.
Thanks Joyce! It is inspiring to get on your knees to look at the diversity that we trod on!