And the ice is out on Mud Lake. Sunday was just fantastic, with a bright sun and light little wavelets crossing the water in changing directions. Some gese honked their way by and a morning loon checked out the scene, the wild life was more confined to odd deer looking for a drink.
The oaks dropped their leaves over the last week. The end of winter and some warmth must have brought a breeze to jar them loose. Several were picking them up as the Spring clean-up progressed. The purple those leaves held strongly to all winter looked very browned on the ground. The leaves were dry and crisp, and they piled themselves in doorways looking for a way in.
One fisherman plied the lake that we saw. Not sure if he got any. The Governor should have tried Mud lake but staying in the river was the choice, as we understand this process. The dock looked ready to roll itself down the incline and take its position in the lake. The lake is up a few inches and some eating away of the shoreline was clear. Just a tad though.
In all the day marked winter was over and the summer was about to begin. The hound did not mind going in the lake, but I bet our toes and legs will say wait a while.