For weekend reading this Saturday I would actually like to invite you to take a walk with me. It will not be an exhausting, long walk. We are just going to walk less than two miles around “our” lake up north. We will not be jogging as we want to observe the nature around us and enjoy the fresh fall air.
Walking up the driveway past the apple garden takes us directly to a small road that runs between the lake and a forested mountain.
A birch tree forest grows between the road and the lake and the road soon takes us to the old barn that my grandparents used as their farming “headquarters” until early 1970s.
I vaguely remember seeing cows and horses here when I was small. Walking around the barn we can still find some relics of their farming equipment.
From there the road continues towards the north end of the lake, where we turn to follow a small path across the forest to the other side of the lake.
Along that path we can observe the beautiful early autumn colors, like some heather here and big boulders decorated with lichen and moss.
And you will see beautiful fall foliage too as the first red hues are just starting to appear.
Next we’ll arrive at a small stream that runs into this lake from the one just north of it. It’s quite beautiful and if you dare to step into the water, you may catch a crayfish or two…
We are now reaching the opposite side of the lake from where we started. The trees are smaller here and there are wild raspberry bushes, we’ll pick and taste some. Sweet and yummy. And there are wild roses too, now with colorful rose hips.
The path follows the lake shore and as we walk we get beautiful glimpses of the serene lake.
Walking further, we pass the only sandy patch of this lake shore. My sister and I used to come swim here when we wanted to go on an outing “far” from home. It’s funny how tiny this “beach” now feels. Isn’t it?
Next we approach the same little stream at the other end of the lake that now flows south to the next lake.
After crossing a small bridge, we find a batch of colorful, but poisonous mushrooms, I think they are called Amanita.
And then we reach the road leading back home. In the yard we are greeted by the fall’s last flowers.
And from here we can again enjoy the lake from our usual vantage point – now the sun has magically reappeared. I hope you enjoyed the walk. I’m a bit out of breath…but just because the browser was uploading the pictures far too slowly 🙂
Have a wonderful weekend! – Tiny