Last week, the final vestiges of Summer were nipped by morning frosts and below 50°F highs. It was time to consider pulling the ski boat. It was time to plan on getting the boat lift out of the lake. It was time to put on a hat.
When the wind picks up, the leaf storms begin. Not only does this fill the air with floating, swirling color, but it makes walking on Knott Lane both cushy and crunchy. In a week or two, the falling leaves will leave the ground brown and the trees gray. After that will come the white. The annual Lake Lucerne Ice-in contest is coming sooner than you might expect.
-Nemo needs one more ski run, then a thick blanket.