“As summer unfolds across the Northland, I see beauty and the faithful rhythm of a Creator who never rushes His seasons.”

Summer in the Northland carries a quiet magic, revealing God’s handiwork in warmth, color, and discovery. From June’s fresh greens to August’s golden evenings, it is a brief but beautiful chapter in the Northland’s story—one that invites us to slow down and treasure each day

June awakens the shoreline. Wild lupines paint the fields in pink and purple, mist rises in the cool morning light, and loons call from hidden bays. Long daylight hours stretch gently, offering time to wander and watch as the season gathers strength.

July stands in full abundance. Waterfalls still tumble with lingering spring energy, waves roll steadily against rock, and eagles soar above forested ridges. Warm air settles beneath towering pines while sunsets linger, reflected in the vast waters of the lake

By August, subtle change whispers in crisp evening air. Fireweed glows along the shore, thunderstorms sweep through with sudden drama, and rainbows arch across clearing skies. It is a season’s final flourish—an invitation to pause, breathe deeply, and savor the light before autumn arrives.

Summer may be fleeting, but its beauty lingers long after the days grow shorter.