Fall officially starts this week, and I see evidence of it around me. The trees are beginning to color and the fall wild flowers are showing themselves.
We had a frost this morning (good thing my potted plant's pre-programmed growing season is finished) and the lake is poking it's head out from under a foggy blanket most mornings. Another cold morning is forecast for tomorrow. Sigh.
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| sometimes we need a little fire at second cup! |
Birds are banding up, seagulls form floats in the middle of the lake and large groups of beautiful Cedar Waxwings fly between our trees eating bugs and talking quietly amongst themselves. Spiders are becoming logy.
A reminder of the fall's upcoming election inserted itself into our view as we were peacefully eating lunch last Saturday.
So much for fall. Here are a few pictures of what remained of a relatively pleasant and uneventful summer.
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| early morning fog lifting |
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| four skiers, count them, four skiers! |
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| last boat ride for the summer |
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| lake view of the cottage and Beluga |
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| this dear little flower grows up from our pebbly beach....only one |
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| packet boat glides along the Canal |
During the lower level's construction upheaval, I came across a few of my mother's travel journals. I'd forgotten about them completely. I remembered how embarrassed I was by them at the time, don't ask! Now to see their happiness and read the little details of their lives, their small pleasures, just to see her handwriting, I realize what a gift they are to me.
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| I'm so lucky to have a husband who likes getting up at dawn. Thanks Dave |
