It had to happen: the realization that summer is indeed over. We headed Up North this past weekend to close up the family cabin for the season. This is such a bittersweet time for me...I love all that summer brings with swimming in a lake, seeing kids drawn to the waterfront like a bug to light, needing no jackets, wearing flip-flops, going for boat rides, toasting marshmallows in the fire to make s'mores, and certainly saying never mind to the clock.
However, we have learned to make the cabin closing time a special welcome-to-fall time by choosing to go when the colors are close to peaking. We toast to autumn by going to the DQ in Pulaski, Wisconsin and sharing a Pumpkin Pie Blizzard. We put on our walking shoes and hike the six miles
around the lake, sometimes right along the shoreline, and sometimes through the leaf canopy woods on the gravel road.
And this year, a young buck stared back at us right from the front yard area of our cabin as if to welcome us, too. Do you spot him there through the trees?We woke up Saturday morning to a gorgeous lake view - colors reflecting on the water surface with an ethereal fog layer in some areas.
Soon the fog lifted and the water surface was clear as glass. Now it's time for our walk.
Look down and colorful leaves await the shuffle of our feet -
and, looking up, the treetops sing out a colorful song.
Gone are those who throw rocks into the water for sport, like our Ellie.