A Few Diversions In Late Fall

Late Fall on Windy Hill

We've watched the lake give up its heat over the last several weeks.  On those really cold late fall nights, fog would develop and then lay just above the surface of the lake.

At dawn, the fog would start to rise - thick, thick fog, so dense it would finally extinguish the lighthouse beacon our neighbor calls his night light.  Stephen King readers start to shake and lock the doors!

And then magically, the fog gets burned off, replaced by bright - blue - cloudless - sky and roll up your sleeves working temperatures.

It is heaven on Windy Hill when those fall days occur...no place we would rather be.

And fall days lead into fall nights, with no better time for a camp fire, hot dogs and flaming marshmallow torches!

Jennifer, Stephen, Dee and Alison joined us for our First Fire...looking forward to many, many more.  Still a few satellites waiting to be found. 

But those windyful days of fall, full of final brush hogging and tree cutting are now well past.

We did get a chance to cut down a few more of the tallest pines last week as we continue to clear the view on Windy Hill, although the days are short and the chainsaw is now past ready for winter hibernation as we make final preparations to head to warmer temps and get on with the National Parks adventure.



And Winter is coming to Windy Hill...

I came out on a recent Windy Hill 17 degree morning to a spectacular display of very delicate pinstripes adorning Clyde (more about him later).  For reference, a business card could cover the area represented in the below photo, and Clyde's nearly 20 ft x 8 ft body was totally covered with the intricate hoar frost.

I find it interesting how frequently repeating patterns occur in creation, yet each combination still retains some element of uniqueness.   Consider how many combinations of noses and eyes make up the human race...with each similar in placement (not many upside down noses occurring) yet each person is individually unique.

The frequency of repeating patterns in nature may reflect much more than coincidence or evolution.  Look closely at the detailed design in the above...it is easy to see the same pattern shared by ferns and feathers and fleeting frost (and 80's Disco shirts).

Maybe, even the simplest of things are meant to provide a hint of something at work much deeper and far greater than we fully understand.