We are not really saying good-bye to summer, of course. In recent years, I have seen temperatures in the 70s well into December. Still, the light has been shifting for weeks now, and this past weekend we got our first breath of fresh air with a Saturday that was cool(er) and breezy. I think nearly any place could feel like heaven in those conditions.
As it was, we spent part of the morning walking around a nearby lake, which was good enough. Blue skies, water rippled by light wind, enough people out to convey a sense of connection, not so many that we wanted to be somewhere else instead. For some reason, though, this particular lake makes us think and talk about being in other places: Maine, North Carolina, Montana, Europe. What if…? What if…?
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