Frosted early morning windows and the bite of 15 degree sunup’s indicate a true changing of seasons. This year we’re a bit late bringing our kayaks home from camp, but better late than never. The task at hand provides a perfect opportunity to get outdoors before the 12″ of snow falls this weekend. Zipping up my jacket, I step outside prepared to take care of the morning chore.
Temperatures barely hover above freezing. All of the world is covered in fresh snow. These first few snowfalls appear as though they will stick. As the sun starts to rise above the tree line, my chocolate lab makes one final attempt to keep warmer temperatures around by jumping into the kayak before I can finish hanging it up. Winter comes quickly it seems… but it’s back indoors to stoke the fire and get breakfast on the wood-fired stove.