Laking It!

Woodlawn in December sun

Dusk

Dawn

Back in my routine, waking a up at 6:20 to a dark house, go downstairs, look to see if it snowed (it did not), turn on coffee, NPR, get out my computer, check the temperature (37) and the day begins.  It's a different view, from Tom's, where you are basically looking out your window at a neighbor's house; here, it's the lake, when it gets light out, and the other side of the lake.  Right now I only see the nine lights of a Bemus Mc Mansion, a few lights at the marina, a light or two along Lake Drive.

We arrived home yesterday about 2:30, after a stop at Trader Joe's, picking up enough goodies to last for a few weeks at least, more wine, crackers, cheese, yogurt, the good things.  It was 58 degrees outside when we got home, uncomfortably warm for this time of the year.  After unpacking, I went out for a walk in the woods, the sun came out and it suddenly seemed like October except for the bare trees and leaves on the ground.  Lots of branches had fallen from our willow over the past two weeks, so I spent an hour raking up the small branches that cover our back yard.  As I was raking, the dark skies came in and the temperature must have dropped at least 10 degrees in the hour or so I was outside.  It was good to sit down and enjoy a class of wine and watch the lake and sky darken, listen to Chris Matthews, and do some reading.

Evie made chicken parm for dinner, delicious, and we watched a couple of Homeland's, our new favorite TV series, on Showtime.  I then watched most of the Duke/Ohio State basketball game; Ohio State is the only college team I really enjoy for some reason.  They romped over Duke, a surprise, but fun to watch.

Rain and perhaps snow is forecast for today; I doubt if it will snow but I am sure it will rain.  I am looking forward to a nice walk today, to getting back in our routine, as we are 'once more to the lake.'

It's now 8:30 and snowing, perhaps more like sleet but a typical Chautauqua welcome to the lake.

We just got back from a snowy/sleeting walk through the CI, cold and wet heading north as the wind and snow hit our face, less daunting on our return.  We stopped in the library, chatted briefly about our Thanksgiving with the two librarians, Deborah and June, walked back to our car and came home to our toasty house, warm and secure in the foggy, wet, snowy lake effect snow.