I’m always sad to see summer come to an end. Summer always has been and always will be my favorite season. I love the heat, the sun, and especially the long days. Although the one thing that’s nice about the sun rising later is so do the dogs.
Looking at the upcoming forecast and highs in the upper 60’s and lows in the 40’s was a reminder that I’m going have to trade in my flip flops and ankle bracelet for shoes that cover my toes and eventually socks.
It seemed like a good day to post some of my favorite pictures from this summer. I don’t think there is anything as beautiful as a sunset on Big Sand Lake, MN.
My parents have a cabin on the bay, their beach is called Iowa Beach even though the lake is in Minnesota. I think that’s because at one time most of the cabins on the lake were owned by families from Iowa. The gate between their cabin and the lake always fascinates me. I think it makes a great frame for a sunset.
On the first night we were there, the sunset reflected off of the pontoon like an invitation for an evening cruise, which of course is one of my favorite things to do at the lake.
One of the things that amazes me about the lake is the variety of cloud formations. No two days are alike and its always a treat, my favorite is when they turn vibrant colors like pink and orange.
Every once in a while a picture just happens and the unbelievable reflection of the clouds in the calm surface of the water was a once in a lifetime moment.
My favorite dinner cruises are when we take chicken dinners and wine on the pontoon and tour the lake while we eat. Hmm…I don’t have any pictures of that; I must have been too hungry to think of capturing the moment – next year.
The pontoon not only doubles as a dinner cruise ship, its often also a fishing boat.
Sometimes my kids don’t mind when I take pictures of other people. They’ve never said it, but I think there are two unwritten rules. Only take pictures of people if there is absolutely no chance of being caught and make sure it’s a picture worth taking. I think the image of a canoe slipping through the water at dusk follows both rules.
Oftentimes we stay out on the lake until the sun has almost set and we can see the lights on the other boats and pontoons as they quietly return to the bay.
My dad caught the shutter bug this summer and took over for me after I left. I think my favorite picture and sentiment is the one he sent from his phone in an email.
He said – “the lake without beth”
I said – are you trying to make me cry?
He said – yes
He knew it would make me both cry and smile to know he captured a moment that said “it’s not the same here without you and we miss you.”
Farewell to summer and greetings to fall. I’m lucky because sunsets on the towpath are beautiful as well.