Nahant Marsh is basking in the heat and light of summer. Rain has not been infrequent this year, and the air has often been heavy with humidity. The prairies are deep, green and lush. The sheer thickness of the living meadows is a marvel, and hides a multitude of creatures. Some are fairly large, like this big snapping turtle. Her bright eye was just about all that could be seen of her.
Smaller creatures beyond count live in the thick green meadows. Meadows like miniature rainforests full of predators and prey. All of the lives of plants and animals of the marsh are woven together in an endless dance that plays out every year. Summer is thick with new life and rich with plenty of tasty morsels to eat. Dragonflies pluck their suppers from the air, hunting on glistening wings in the thick summer air .
This year’s young blue herons, out of the nest and hunting, pluck their breakfast out of the summer waters of the marsh. They have grown fast, no wonder they seem so hungry. The water of Nahant Marsh is alive—thick with snacks for the young herons to eat. It seems there is plenty for all of the marsh residents to eat. Summer is a time when staying fed and warm is about as easy as it gets.
Summer storms have kept the marsh nicely watered. No drought this year, although some day there will be another. Water has kept the ponds and pools full. Clouds have come and gone in turn, mixing with light to dramatically fill the sky. Layers of mist have drifted through the air every day. Air so thick with water that on many mornings the prairies were drenched and sparkling wet. And air filled with water catches and holds the light—thick, summer light.
Summers are a beautiful time. In the thickness of summer, life is everywhere. But already the days are growing shorter, and as ever, this beautiful summer time will pass.