Jerusalem Artichoke growing thick along the lake shore.
Much of the lake is very shallow, making a perfect haven for waterfowl.
This cicada had already shed, leaving its exterior hanging in a tree.
The tasselled heads of grass swaying in the breeze.
The lake is right on a major North American migratory route for many bird and waterfowl species, so much of the lake is shut down for large segments of the year to protect the travel-weary birds. We were a bit early for seeing many birds, but apparently right on time for peak grasshopper and cicada activity. The air was filled with the sharp, shrill chirping of millions of male cicadas to the point of being the dominant sound. There were so many grasshoppers that we were continually being struck by the unskilled flying bugs. We saw only three other people during our stay, making our time along the shore restful and uninterrupted.