The weather has turned. Rollers crash on the Lake Michigan beaches. Rain falls sideways. Roiling black clouds flew east across the drumlins today, dropping a rainbow on Owen McDowell’s woodlot and a lot of rain on Bayview Farm. John Sala said the harmonics from the halyards clanging against sailboat masts in the Elk Rapids harbor could be heard all over downtown. It may be . . . possibly . . . that summer is over.
Katherine writes: When you live near the lakes it always amazes me the emotion the water and sky evoke. Anger, calm, wild, gentle. Yesterday the lake and sky looked angry.
And it’s not even November.
Posted in: Letters from Katherine
Torch Lake Views 
Scott Thomas Photography
September 30, 2009
It is the pulse of life which makes living from day to day to see what will come to us.
Gerry
September 30, 2009
I think that’s true. It’s curiosity that keeps me going. What will I find out there next . . .
centria
September 30, 2009
Possibly, oh possibly, the summer is over… Sounds like the words to a sad sad song. Time to move the winter clothes upstairs. Yes. It’s time.
Gerry
September 30, 2009
Wait, wait – I’m still on the Autumn page. Three whole months of it. Apple festivals. Dramatic skies. Fall jackets in nice fall plaids. High school football games. Pep rallies with bonfires. Corn mazes. Pumpkins. Plenty of time to kayak down the Jordan River.
centria
September 30, 2009
Remind me to tell you about an ill-fated canoe trip down the Jordan River several years ago. Our canoe tipped over and we ended up in the house of a woman who had dozens and dozens of kachina dolls. It was kind of like a dream. Guess you don’t need to remind me to tell you!
Gerry
September 30, 2009
Now wait . . . which part of this is ill-fated? Sounds magical.