October at Lake Champlain


morning with Andrea and the dogs on Little Eagle Bay

Summer has ended. We thought it was forever, just the way it is, we took it for granted. And then the air changed. An opening in the atmosphere, a clearing out of the old breath, the hot eternal breath of August, a clearing of the lake, a brighter sharper quality to the sunshine, a sharpness that signaled the coming of cold.

In September, with trees still green, the fields faded into hay, lightly waving in the sunshine. October brings a piquancy, wet and cool, trees bending and leaves rustling in the brightness, the lake water quiet, the smells that bring you present into this earth and yourself, freshness in the turning, a time to savor.


The “Black Feather tavern” someone’s creation on a deserted beach



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