Maybe it's the fact I get to wrap a scarf around my head when I forget a knit hat, maybe it's the burning wood smell from neighbors' chimneys, or maybe it's all the leaves, feathers, and mushrooms on the ground...but welcome to my favorite time of year...scary to think of the season that follows this time of beautiful color, but right now we will live in the moment with jackets zipped and mittens in reserve.

Too Cold for the Sane to Swim

Bits and his Uncle Steve could not resist a few dips in the Big Lake. The rest of us, however, stayed dry on shore and searched for more pretty wet stones, only to again discover that once dry, their luster fades...the pebbles, not the boys

Lake Superior Iceberg

Much to our disappointment, especially for Bits, when we went to church today, we found that service had been cancelled.

We grabbed a brunch snack from McDonald's (bacon for the Bacon Bits) and headed to Little Girls Point.

It was cold today, but seemed less windy at the Big Lake. I actually had my camera with me by some rare chance and snapped some pics before my battery died. Last winter in South Haven, the water, snow, and wind would create these big oval globulars of pure ice. Much to my amusement I found similar globulars along this lake. Most of the famous rocky Superior shoreline was covered with ice and snow, and the stones that remained peeking out were frozen to the ground beneath them. I had a comical moment of trying to pick up a couple beauties to no avail, like finding a quarter super-glued to cement.

Bits outlasted Mommy, who clearly was less prepared than the boys, wearing my church attire which is more style conscious than practical for winter U.P. outdoor time. We viewed a Lake Superior iceberg, which could easily be mistaken for one off of Alaska, and had a great time in general at one of our favorite Great Lakes. Winter will not keep us from visiting the Big Lake.