In July…

There’s not much I don’t like about July in North Dakota. It’s like 1,000 degrees out today, and I’m still gonna say it.

Because there’s a breeze. There’s always a breeze.

If I could hold on to this month for another I would. I would take the horseflies if it meant another thirty days of thundershowers in the evening…

Wild sunflowers in the road ditches…

Haybales lined up nice and neat in the fields…

Chasing cattle in the cool draws…

and windows open at night.

I’d take the pissed off squirrel chattering in the tree by my head if it meant I could sleep with the cool breeze tickling the curtains for another few days.

It’s kind of a funny way to wake up.

Kind of like I’m sleeping in a tree house.

Which is a pretty perfect place to be in July.

13 thoughts on “In July…

  1. Really nice pictures! And I definitely understand what you mean when it comes to a nice breeze. Unfortunately, where I am, we don’t get as many breezes probably because most of the winds are stopped by the mountains. It still makes for a beautiful view, though. ๐Ÿ™‚

  2. I’m not a blog reader except for yours. I’m not even sure how I came across you but I did and I’m keeping you around. ๐Ÿ™‚ I’m a North Idaho girl who just can’t get enough of this natural beauty all around me even though I’ve been soaking it up for 39 years now. (I’m pretty sure I started soaking it up from Day 1.) I had an idyllic childhood atop the back of a patient but stubborn roan colored POA. I had no siblings, so my animals were my playmates and untouched creation was my playground. I just decided it was time to let you know that I really appreciate what you have offered of yourself. Thank you.

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