|August 25 – Labor Day, 2017||Vol. 19, No. 12|
by Rod Johnson
As I sit here this damp morning looking out at the dripping pines, I see that we have been blessed with a couple of heavy rain showers during the night. It makes me realize that our area had a darn good balance of weather over the last couple of months. Our lakes have been kept near the full level most of the time and the forest fire danger has been kept low. In pondering all this, the sense occurs to me that summer is fleeting — and its time here in the Belgrades is in the final phases.
After we've patiently waited through winter and spring, it seems unfair that summer should slip away so quickly. It seems that we just got started with family picnics, company coming from afar, boating and swimming on the lakes, then POOF — summer slips on by. Perhaps the short duration of summer is part of why we cherish it so.
Just a couple of days ago, a red leaf or two appeared in one of the old maples down the Lakes village. Yes, it was an early fluke, but just letting us know that fall is not far off. So enjoy your last swims, your last boat rides, and take note that the sun is setting a little further south on the western horizons over Long Pond.
The Luckiest Boy will be shutting down the story writing shop for now. Thanks to you all who picked up the Summertime News and made it part of your weekly summer perusals. Hats off to Erle and Esther, Mike and Gregor for all their hard work in putting out the paper, and all the contributors who supplied articles of interest and information.
Have a great fall and winter, see you in the spring of 2018. Before you know it, it will be time to open camp!
Rod Johnson was born and raised in the Belgrade Lakes in the 1950s and '60s.
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