Living in the undamp
Tuesday, 21 October 2025
I’mma doin’ fine…yet, thoughts of lakeside moments invaded my mind’s eye. Okay, lemme accept being down here in the Deep South where we’re in a drought.
Musings
Day? Night?
Monday, 20 October 2025
My body clock is utterly confused by the daylength…still trying to adjust after our migration to the south.
BTW, that’s a very early morning night sky that the camera makes look like strange daytime.
Moving along
Friday, 10 October 2025
Lotsa chores, but I made it to the beach in the early-mid afternoon…
…just as the sun was starting to chase the clouds away.
View south from the grove. You can’t see the lake from this angle, but it’s tucked in there.
Proof we got off the property: this is looking across the inner arc of the East Arm of Grand Traverse Bay.
You parse it
Saturday, 4 October 2025
I went down for the (just after) sunrise, and, whoohoo, it’s a new world—the dock is stashed for the winter…which is unarguable evidence that we are well into autumn.
Yup. Further evidence on the barberries (foreground), and maples (background, right). Time for different angles…
Okay. Here’s a something-new photo angle (for me).
This, it may be argued, however, is the same old view-from-the-west-with-the-sun of the Uncle Dave Maple.. Dunno. I’d argue it’s new every year. Even though it’s the same tree and viewpoint.
Labelling confession
Monday, 29 September 2025
I have no talent for naming…for blog entry titles, and for photos.
The first one got “web dawn,” and this one: “deer ballet.”
This one is beyond mediochre: “apple ripening.”
See: a stupendous lack of naming talent.
Bright morning
Sunday, 28 September 2025
Ah, the sun rose above the treeline and warm light flooded into the cottage. The lens is making the art look ill-hung.
Yesterday’s goose tracks were mostly obliterated, replaced at one end of the beach by a profusion of these tracks…raccoons? otters? Dunno.
Down on the point, I looked between the trees at ducks (visible through far right gap) I scared from the beach, who went toward the sun.
All is well
Tuesday, 23 September 2025
We arose in fog-world, aka Ann Arbor, on the SSW side. Commuter traffic is horrible and we took a chance and took Main Street north all the way through town, without any traffic problems…and bonus: we got to see the business district all quiet and misty-hazy.
Many miles later, we crossed the all-important bridge, still under overcast.
Happily, we made it safely to the cottage (with a brief span of sunshine), and found no evidence of critters visiting indoors in our absence. Yay.
Northbound
Monday, 22 September 2025
We got on the road at a fine hour, and we had clear weather until we approached the greater Cincinnati area. Here’s the view of the city from Kentucky, the descent off the bluff on I-75. Having made this drive umpteen thousand times, I can testify that the vista varies; today, we saw the skyline through airborne precipitation.
This was on the north side of Cincinnati, where the suburbs sprawl and sprawl. I can’t remember ever seeing the safety folk split the traffic like this…and the traffic was heavy: rush hour. I think all the various Cincy slow-downs added nearly fifty minutes to our drive.
BTW, we just crossed into MI (so you know we made good progress), and I will post this from the right seat using the miracle of the personal hotspot on my phone.
Compare, contrast
Saturday, 20 September 2025
This evening.
Goat day one (a little closer, but still).
Conclusion: plenty of processing by goat digestive systems.
