Crisp and blustery.  Huge rolling waves are crashing over the Grand Marais breakwater.  Light rain throughout the weekend left a relatively lush and colorful forest.  The under story is ablaze with the vibrant reds of moose maple and golden ferns.  Poplar and birch began the season deathly brown from the drought but have regained their autumn glory!  Most nights the temperatures hover right around freezing.  

A broad-wing hawk literally flew into our living room window.  He survived the impact and perched himself atop a snag at the edge of the clearing to clear his lenses.  A grouse spooked Amy under the bird feeder.  We even found some very rare moose tracks down at the intersection of the County Road!

We harvested carrots, the rest of the tomatoes, onions and both of our apple trees before the blue jays could get all the fruit.  The apples taste great!  We are already planning to expand our orchard next spring...