Summer's almost gone

It is very late this year but here it is, summer's almost gone.

We had rain yesterday in the aftermath of that horrible, awful day when we went to the Fair.  Today the pattern has broken, the humidity has gone.  Today was still warm, very, very nice, still very clearly not Fall.  But there aren't going to be many more of these.

So we rode our bicycles.  We got all the way out to Lake Vadnais, our first appearance out there in quite some time.

It is undeniably pretty out there, such a very nice spot to be located well within the limits of a giant city.  It pleases us each and every time how much this place looks like a spot in the country.

On the way home we passed another windstorm casualty.  Neither of us remember much in the way of a big storm that should have taken this major portion of a pretty large maple tree down.

On the other hand the tree looks pretty rotten at the core and may not have required much in the way of storm power to produce this bit of destruction.  The rest of the tree will be gone the next time the wind blows unless the homeowner proactively has it removed.

So we had a Labor Day feast at our house.  The two persons who we sometimes refer to in their absence, although I don't think we call them that in front of them, as the children, joined us.  Corn on the cob, sliced fresh tomatoes and cucumbers, chicken on the grill, polish sausage and kraut, several of my favorite foods, all of it fresh, a feast.

Summer's almost gone.