Things appear peaceful here on Snowbank.
There are no boats or canoes on the lake but there is an underlying sense of urgency amongst all the creatures dwelling here. Only a small and precious number of days remain until the “freeze-up”. So the muskrats and beavers gather feverishly while the deer begin to migrate towards town. Thousands of ciscoes storm the reef off the point cabin in a mating frenzy. I can hear them tonight as I walk down to the sauna. They are jumping like crazy which sounds like a gang of children throwing rocks into the lake.
Looking across the bay towards the portage, I see Orion, the winter-maker rising.
I feel grateful for things like these.
These are things that happen every year at the same time despite what our calendars say. For some reason, this comforts me.
I also feel grateful for all of our guests who come to Wilderness Bay year after year and share their summer vacations with us.
Sincerest wishes for a good winter,