You may not find this terribly rewarding unless you're included here, so this is a good time for casual and random browsers to turn back before they get too caught up in the sweep and majesty of the proceedings and can't let go.
July and August on the lake
High water level on the shoreline
Three years of progressively higher lake levels, and the tag alder vegetation is falling over into the lake.
A bridge over a creek at the back of the property
The creek, long virtually stagnant
The cove just behind the point, and a deer fence round the property
A path through the woods
Back across the little bridge
The end of the point
Kristin's cottage and others
A Melvin in the Box
The 'study' and . . .
. . . the master bedroom
The living and dining room
The parade of geese
Back to the canal
Cousin Rob through the culvert
Any trees not already fallen down are trying to.
We're back to check the spillway at the end of the canal into the next lake over.
Basically, will it hold? Can it be adjusted without falling to bits?
Back the way we've come
Patroling for the invasive Purple Loosestrife (and for edible mushrooms)
Racing the clouds for the north end of the lake, before the storm breaks (it didn't)
Around the shore in the northern bay
The end of the day
Another day, another (almost) daily hydrobike ride
In the southern bays, a Loosestrife patrol
A curious passersby
The dreaded Purple Loosestrife -- once everywhere on the lake, now, with some vigilance, mostly under control
Rob tears up the Loosestrife, mercilessly
Shoreline patrol in the southern bay, 3½ km from the north end of the lake
Got another one. Merciless.