We're at the height of Fall loveliness here in our area. It's been very warm, no frost yet. Our basswood & ash trees have lost their leaves entirely, while our oaks & maples are barely beginning to turn.
Our cattails are starting to burst out with their cottony down.
A month or so ago, our neighbor Marianne was visiting, and she mentioned she'd never been to Smith Lake (a favorite little lake of ours' just a couple of miles away) and had always wanted to see it.
Marianne has been all over the world. She's seen the pope in Italy. She loved Switzerland. She's been to Grand Central Station, the Grand Canyon, Harvard University, and on & on. Every year her Christmas card is like a series of those traveling gnome photos.. Marianne with the Statue of Liberty.. Marianne with a saguaro cactus.. Marianne in front of Mount Rushmore.. Marianne on top of the Rockies. She pops up everywhere. But in 94 years of living right here in our rural township, she has never been to Smith Lake, tucked in the woods just up the road. So I told her we'd take a spin there on a nice fall day.
Today was the day! After the three younger kids got home on the bus & had a snack, we picked up Marianne, who was ready to go! First stop, Smith Lake:
Since it was so nice out, we thought we'd check out the fall colors and we hit another first time landmark for Marianne, beautiful Lake Siseebakwet. The kids dipped their toes & collected acorns. We saw black squirrels & watched a flock of about fifty geese take flight from water.
She was enjoying it so much, she suggested we jaunt down another road. Which eventually took us across country nearly to my mom & dad's, so we swung by their house to say hello. Then we moseyed back home, taking more back roads & making a loop of our local excursion. All total, 55 miles of
fall leaves, lakes, and dirt roads. We had a grand time!
Back just in time to have a nice family dinner & for the kids to do homework & get ready for bed.
A wonderful way to spend our last evening of September.