We have had brilliant weather over the past couple of days, and I have managed to take advantage of it. Yesterday Jay and I went out kayaking. Instead of putting the kayaks in at the southern end of the lake near where we live, we went up to the big provincial campground at the north end of the lake. This is the view looking to the south.
The mountains were spectacular. At this time of the year the light is softer, and there isn't any haze in the air.
There were mergansers.
And lots of geese. I managed to get a picture just as they started to fly away. Not an easy feat while in a kayak that is rocking from side to side!
Today I hiked up Tea Pot Hill. I think someone was confused and thought they were hiking up Tea Cup Hill.
I could sense the shifting of the seasons as I hiked along the path. We have had more rain recently, and there has been a population explosion of slugs.
One lonely caterpillar was on the path.
Just like the light on the mountains, the light filtering through the trees is now softer.
There is a faint smell of fall in the air, and traces of it on the ground.
Life here at The Cottages is shifting gears as well. There are only about eighteen cottages that have "year-rounders" like us occupying them. This means that for most people this weekend will be the end of their cottage season, and other than the occasional weekend or holiday they won't be back until next summer. It is about to get very, very quiet around here.