Wait...it's 2023?

 So, where has the time gone?

Indiana in rearview mirror, moved 800 miles west, but the Northwoods are always in my view...

I'm not there

Stuck in the US. and not happy.

It's late September, haven't been here this late for awhile....

A lot of the birch trees are bare, the ash trees are turning and the pines have turned golden. I raked up the fresh needles and put them down on the paths I've been trodding all summer. They are golden paths now...

The high today was 17C (62F). Odd, in the spring if the temperature gets that high, I'm in shorts and and a t-shirt. In the fall, I don jeans and a sweatshirt.

Lots of fall warblers around, the flickers are busy aerating my yard digging up grubs.

Tomorrow is photo day.

September..... cool nights, warm days, no tourists or bugs. Birch trees are turning, lake level is dropping. Canada Jays are squawking and the eagles are noisy, too.

Life is good in the north woods.

It's cold. How cold? -19C. That's -3F for you yankees.

Time for another beer. 50 Ale or a Keiths. Limited selection, but what's a girl to do when the LCBO is closed?