Sometimes, yes, it's about the wood stove. Every summer so far we've had one weekend so cold and rainy the only way you can tell it's not late autumn is that the leaves outside are all still green. And on those weekends: wow. The smell of a safely controlled wood fire is a wonderful thing - almost as wonderful as the feeling of Not Freezing.
But mostly: it's about the water.
The way the shoreline repeats itself in reflection,
The way a canoe tricks you into thinking it's resting on glass,
The way the sky tricks you into thinking it's under your feet,
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| Yep, that's actually lake - it's only reflecting the sky |
The water.
See you next summer, lake - oh, and you too, cottage. Take care of yourselves till we meet again.
4 comments:
The ocean waves breaking on the beach is a breathtaking site. I'm glad we are within a few hours drive. But I still love the lake best.
I need to go see where you are, though--because we surely will not need a wood stove this weekend at our lake. It's very possible that our summer temps will last almost all the way to Thanksgiving.
We didn't need a wood stove this weekend either Mimi, whew!! Amazing to go from those really cold temperatures just the weekend before to heat wave. But we sure would before Thanksgiving, if only we could go back again this year. Lucky you having summery temps with your turning leaves :^)
What a gorgeous lake! Your pictures, words AND photos, were just beautiful!
Oh Laurinda, thank you so much for that compliment!!
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