So a couple of years ago we had a little equinox party on the beach. Last year we fell foul of the weather gods, but this year we were back in their good graces so the tradition continued (tradition being very loosely interpreted here).
The weather was glorious and the libations were uplifting and there was a pleasant coming and going of people which lasted until sunset. At that point the remaining ten sacrificed the goat, watched summer slip away and then made the long climb back up the bluff to their lives.
I must say that there is nothing quite like spending the day on the shore with its repetitious rush of wave to beach, accompanied by the wind in the leaves, shishing back and forth like calloused hands rubbing together. All this lit by the yellow sun that has lost its white summer intensity and glows instead of shines in a soft blue sky.
Brian brought some fish and we put them out in the water a ways. It was a bit tricky getting them into the bottom of the lake because of all of the stone, and then at the moment we decided to put them in the water, the surf decided to kick up. Although the water was actually warmer than the air, I was a bit offended at the assault. The way the fish were leaping out of the water was made even more appealing by their movements caused by the waves. It was a nice little kinetic effect and in the end well worth the dampening of our parts.
I made a couple of circles while we were there. The stick circle really looked nice in the afternoon light and made an interesting counterpoint to the setting sun. This weekend I will go down and see what is left of the pieces and I may have some time to do a little work.
And when the sunset finally came it was a beauty as several have been of late. And so we mark the end of another summer and enter into Erie's most beautiful months...September and October. In the perfect world they have our September and October every month.
Happy Equinox.