My more astute readers may remember that occasionally I’ll show a lake across the street from my house, or make reference to living across from one.
Several times in September, I got in my car, and saw the above scene–or lack of one, really. It was a bit surreal as I looked down my driveway and saw, well, nothing where there should have been water.
Weather lore says that for every foggy morning in August, there will be a snowy day in the winter. I sure hope that “lore” doesn’t extend to September as well!