Blue sky & blue water go well together

As I "promised," my photographs of the lake are very routine and nothing to write home about. This view is looking in a west, northwesterly direction, and following the lake shore as it swings away from the "beach" area that is part of the property which belongs with (or to) this house.

Whether you measure by feet or by meters, it is about forty from the yard of the house to the lake itself. This region has been a popular spot for recreational boaters and anglers for decades. Fishermen come to it no matter what the season to pursue a variety game and pan fish. This is a view looking toward the east-northeast.

Here is a view looking northward and straight out into the lake from the shoreline near the house. It gives some perspective of the lake's width. Once a dock was part of the property, but it is gone now and only a small section of shoreline is there if one wishes to swim, fish or simply to lounge by the water.

Standing in the driveway of the house and looking through the porch, the lake is visible only a few yards/meters away, over the yard and across a narrow road. The road leads to a dead end, which means vehicle traffic is scant and passes by slowly.

This is the view of the lake as seen from the window of Bedroom No. 1 in the house. I designated it as such because it is the first one encountered after coming up the stairway, and it now is the site of my "work station." I am able to look up and out the window as I sit by the two computers now located here.

The view from here .... Part 3

With this entry concludes the photographic summary of my "hangout" for September and October. This is not to say I might not run another photo or two from in or around the house, but it is the final time I will post a few photos for the sole and simple purpose of providing illustration for the latest of my temporary residences.

In a comment somewhere, I mentioned that this is the lake in which I learned how to canoe. So, therefore, it seems fitting that I have made arrangements to have one delivered here in another week or two.

I overcame my natural fear of canoeing in heavy waves on big water by lying down in the bottom of the craft and letting it drift where it would. This I did on Lake Suuperior. The technique was once used by Native Americans, incidentally, to reach the shore and safety if they happened to be caught in a sudden storm while fishing on big water.

I intend to repeat that technique here this autumn, but it will not be to escape dangerous storms. Rather, it will be to watch the clouds and to feel the sun on my face as I doze off into a brief slumber while adrift atop gently rolling waves in a softly rocking canoe.