Wadsworth Falls State Park
The thing I love most about summer in North America is the extended daylight hours. There's so much outdoors to be had when the sun sets after 8pm, and there's still an hour or so of daylight left.
My next favorite thing is how the entire east coast turns brilliantly verdant around this time, as if to do penance for the ills and shorter days of winter. This is also an excellent time to execute the "walk every trail you can, on every possible opportunity!" strategy.
Even my abjectly winter-hating California refugee friends would sometimes agree about these two aspects of this side of the continent, although they still continue to dislike the heat and humidity and bugs and mosquitoes.
On such an evening in August, we visited Connecticut's Wadsworth Falls State Park.
Figure 1: A confession: we haven't seen Little Falls.
Figure 2: Things on the forest floor.
Figure 3: Trail marker.
Figure 4: Big falls.
Figure 5: Cheerful trail markers.
Figure 6: Another trail marker.
Figure 7: Moss.
Figure 8: This Eastern Garter (?) posed a good five minutes for me. Nice Garter!