For obvious reasons, I didn't get up north to our cottage much this summer. (Like . . . only twice. And that was early in the season.) Luckily, fall is a great time to head north -- when the days are still pretty summer-y, but fall is in the air.
In the fall here in Michigan, we often have foggy mornings . . .
but the fog usually burns of as soon as the sun rises, revealing those sparkling blue skies from my earlier photos.
It's been great to have this week up here. I've had plenty of time for reading and thinking and writing and knitting. The dogs love it, too! We've had time for swims in the lake and walks in the woods. And campfires. Everyone loves campfires.
Just so you don't think it's all fun and games up here in the fall . . . we're also up here to bring in the boat and the docks for the season (because you don't want to be stuck doing that once the water starts getting really cold!) (ask us how we know. . . ). And Tom has started a major project: replacing most of the 102 steps leading down to the lake. (Yeah. He isn't creating a "yard-Jenga" game here.)
We'll be heading home tomorrow -- but we'll be back soon. I'm going to treat myself to several more fall interludes this year. (And Tom, y'know. . . those stairs!)