Another Rainy Day -Surprise!

I'm just gonna let ya down easy...no pictures today...sorry! But, I'll try my best to give you a verbal description of the views from yesterday, and we'll see if my college education has paid off.

It was rainy yesterday, not the downpour, stay inside and pout type of rain or even the spitting, why can't you make up your mind type of rain; it was a nice trickle. Outside reminded me of a kitchen towel that was used to dry all the dishes and was soaked to the point of needing a new towel in order to dry that last glass; not like the towel that you used to sop up the spilled oj on the coffee table and had to run it, dripping, to the sink.

Bits and I had a couple more errands to run and after driving here and there looking for a shipping box, ending up with one that worked, although not quite right, drove past the lake and this is what I saw:

The sky was that wonderful hazy blue gray,more gray than blue, with the slightest touch of green to it. The magenta red brush weeds that I love so much, looked purple and the left over dry grasses were matted down around them with a nice wet, yellow ochre color. I think what made the hues so memorable yesterday was similar to the effect Lake Superior waters have on the beach stones, when wet, the colors really pop.

After Mike got home for the day, I had to run my crazy big o' box to the post office. Upon arriving and trying to manuver Babes and my silliness, I slammed the edge of the box in the tailgate door, and then paid way too much mullah for shipping (stupid-no UPS store in the U.P.-only USPS-arrgh!). I enjoyed my short drive back home and made one more observance:

On these light rainy days, the rain hits the water surface on Sunday Lake with a pattern very similar to the shapes found along a foot-printed beach, random manipulated ovals with dips and peaks.

Snow Showed up to the Party- Who Invited Him?

We woke up to a light dusting of snow on the ground. We knew it was coming, but it was still a shock to see all the white on the ground.

Uncle Phil and Aunt Lori came for a visit. We all enjoyed pasties warmed up at home, but made at the Bakery in town. Yum! It was off to the much anticipated Pumpkin Fest. With everyone bundled we braved the temps and the biting wind. So, where's Baconator's pumpkin?-you ask. Let me tell ya, there were no pumpkins available to purchase at the self titled Fest. What?-you say. Yah, I was a whee bit disappointed too. We picked up a bag of apples, and Bacon Bits had to munch one down right away. His gloves were too much of a hindrance for him, so with red hands, he enjoyed his fresh apple.

We all ventured to Rainbow Falls to make up for lack of Pumpkin Fest excitement. It was a cold day, but we made the best of it and braved the outdoors too.