I visit my favorite little lake throughout the year, but rarely go down there in November; mainly because November is cold and the view is monotonous – grey skies and water, brown meadows and bare black trees.
This year however, on Thanksgiving day, the sun briefly came out in the afternoon. Since we were at a lull in cooking dinner, I decided to pull on my rubber boots and hike on down to see what it looked like. (if the photos are too big to see them clearly, you may click on them to a better size.)
Looking back up the trail from the lake. It’s a marshy little spring-fed lake so we have to lay boards down in some of the really soggy parts. It also helps to wear boots to keep your feet dry.
Lots of brown but still with attractive seed heads.
The afternoon sun gave the brown fields a golden glow.
The lake levels are very high this year. I’ve heard that a beaver has built a dam at the lake’s outlet, raising the overall level. Since the level has been going down for the last few years, I don’t really feel as though it is a bad thing.
It soon disappeared, returning the lake and surrounding view to the usual November greys and browns.
Luckily, we have bright red berries to perk things up.
It was a bit chilly, so I was happy to hike back to the warm house to turkey and pumpkin pie.