The dog days of August

Sirius rises late in the dark, liquid sky
On summer nights, star of stars,
Orion’s Dog they call it, brightest
Of all, but an evil portent, bringing heat
And fevers to suffering humanity.
Homer’s Illiad

A collection of images with no particular theme other than they were taken in August, a wicked month:

... Ryal

... again (Ryal - as yesterday)

The fields near ...

Thistledown ...

Listen, do you want to know a secret?
Do you promise not to tell, whoa, oh
Closer, let me whisper in your ear
Say the words you long to hear

Listen ...