In hindsight, this must have been the last good day of the year.

Last Saturday, before Mary headed back to China, we took off in the car and drove the back roads toward Lake Michigan passing through the small villages, apple orchards and wineries along the way. We ended up at the city park in St. Joseph around noon of a perfect fall day.

We could wonder around the dunes and the beach under the bright blue sky and we could watch the waves crashing to the shore.

The light house was sitting serenely before taking on it’s winter coat of ice.

Nearby a gull was working on it’s tan in preparation of a long period of no sun.

So as the time to leave comes we make note of the lonely piece of driftwood left by the overnight tide and Mary searches for her shoes

after which we head to the car where Mary poses with her new car (aka the dickmobile) and then we head for home on what has turned out to be the last good day of the fall.

It’s been wet and cloudy since and now it has turned cold. This years warm weather is over and at this point I hope the leaves fall off the trees before I leave for China in a week so I can get them cleaned up before I go.

It’s a goldarn miracle

In the late afternoon sun we were having another collection of bugs on the deck so I took a few pictures. A bee.

One of the plentiful dragon flies.

I then spotted another bug to take a picture of so I did.

Now I’m sure that you are all aware of the miracle of that guy Jesus and his image appearing on pieces of toast, pancakes, oil stains on the highway and stuff like that. Also how the people that receive these things instantly become famous. Well you can now add me to that category. If you look closely at that bug the face of that guy Jesus has magically appeared.

It’s a goldarn miracle. I’m sure I’ll be on Fox News any day now.

More stuff from the nature department.

As we continue into fall we continue to get the cool early mornings with just a hint of fog.

The moon is rushing towards the eclipse moon

The leaves are turning to their fall colors.

Caterpillars are wondering around not sure what to do with themselves.

And dragon flies are everywhere.

So rest assured that within a few short weeks everything will go to crap and we will be be drug back into that time and place known as THE POLAR VORTEXIAN DYSTOPIA.