After a few days of having a fire going in the fireplace from dawn till dusk, the cottage warmed up a bit. This was a good thing as the weather continued reminding us that in some things we have no control! Even when it wasn't raining, it looked as though it might. Word on the street was that we might get our temps up to 50 during the day here in our second week and there might even be sun (well, partly cloudy) on one of those days. Talk about crossing your fingers for luck!
As I mentioned in the last post, Rick and I decided to head to Treetops, one of the many golf/ski meccas in our area, to check out the color. This is an annual tradition for us over the past few years. The views are fabulous.
Usually we'll go, wander about the hilly area checking out the color headed down the various ski runs. I find the image of the empty chair lift, waiting for its winter visitors, is always interesting.
We might sit in the Adirondack chairs, feel the sun on our faces, talk a bit, all while enjoying nature's splendor.
Then we go into the sports bar where we might have a beer or get a bite to eat before heading home, the ride back through what Rick calls "The Otsego Alps" for their hills being nearly as pretty as the view from Treetops.
Not this day! It was so cold and so windy on that hill that we took a cursory look around, snapped a few photos, and then headed straight to the bar for that overpriced beer and even more overpieced appetizers! The view was just as good and a lot warmer!
This isn't peak color for our area in the fall, though it certainly is beautiful.
By the time it gets peak, I'll be back home. And that's not a bad thing!
But not bad.