Well, here we have it. Summer has apparently come to an end.
Laura’s been murmuring recently about the pool water getting just a tad on the cool side. Strange, because she’s quite dolphin like – arctic dolphin like. If she tells me the water is getting cold, her lips must be on the brink of turning blue. I honestly thought we’d leave the pool open until December. Guess not.
Guess what we did on Saturday – yep, we closed the pool. It’s been falling to the low 40s at night and that was doing a number on the water temperature. While there were some days the thermometer told us the top layer of water was around 70 degrees, the lower levels were much cooler. And that’s just no fun when it comes to swimming.
Closing the pool is sad. I’ve never had a pool before, but I will tell you that the whole ordeal oddly reminded me of the feeling that a new school year is coming in just a few days. It represents a stark shift in seasons. A quick change. I try not to look at the pool, even though I’m not a fan of summer. I must not be a fan of change either.
We had our first frost two nights ago. Steve asked me if we had any as he was driving over to Vermont. He reported that New Hampshire was full of it. When I looked out the window in the morning, I was surprised to see a white haze covering much of the grass. I quickly went outside for some pictures. I had to act fast because the frost was melting.
Can you believe it? Frost in September?
I’ve had a fire in the wood stove for the past few nights as well. I’ll tell you there’s nothing like it. I absolutely love a cozy fire. And to put all that wood I collected to good use is wonderful as well. Although, at this rate, I’ll never have enough to get to December, but at least I’ll know the wood stove works well. I’ve gotten the log cabin room up to 80 degrees.