Winter may have come late this year, but she’s definitely here today. Brrr. Her order for snow has yet to arrive, but the lakes and rivers are freezing so quickly.

I just wrote a haiku the other day about the river being open so late in the year; today, it looks like milk flowing through honey-colored land. The land of milk and honey?

This looks like the perfect place (in summer) for a swing. The grass here crunches under my feet.

At the marina on Lake of the Woods, the boats are all put away for the winter. If you’ve left yours in the water, it’s too late now.

The Big Lake itself is still mostly open, but it’s freezing fast. It’s hard to believe this will soon be a forty mile ice road to Canada. The wind is so cold, I can only stand here long enough to snap a picture. I take one last look; all is quiet save the lapping of the waves as the sun sets on another day.

–Photos by me