The sun slips a little further south each day. It is dark when I go down to feed the horses at 6 a.m. The barn cats blink at me sleepily as I open their enclosure. They hang around for a few minutes to stretch and be petted and fed, then head outside to find what mischief they can get into. There was a touch of frost on the lawn the other morning, and the lake was steaming like a giant cauldron as the sun rose.
The South campground is almost deserted now, so we have been taking some of our morning walks there. On weekends, when the Park gets busier, we take to the Nature Conservancy, and usually have it all to ourselves.
It is now officially Autumn, and although I am not a lover of cold weather, this is my favorite time of year. At the moment we are being blessed with a stretch of warm, sunny days, and the longest dry spell we have had all Summer. We will try to make the most of it, as it will be over all too soon, and we will be hunkering down for the Winter.