Our foursome (Rob and I, Karen and Bert) had the clubhouse deck to ourselves, sipping on cocktails and enjoying a peach cobbler Karen had made with the fruit in season. It was one of those late summer evenings where the sunset is pink and clouds rimmed in copper gold light. The lighthouse was blinking on the point and suddenly it was dark and time to go home.
I went to return a few things on board Yondering, making my way through inky dark shadows. The boats on their cradles in the yard seeming like whales looming above.
The full moon was hidden behind the clouds, bringing a whisper to the evening air as soft light glanced and shimmered on the surface of the lake. Cool night air.
I love these late days of summer
The moon was full September 2 at 1:22 a.m.
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