T Stands for a Second Look

   Hi everyone. Happy September. And hello to everyone who stops by for T at Bleubeard's and Elizabeth's blog. Since I'm posting Monday evening, I hope if you are in the US or Canada you celebrated a Happy Labor Day holiday weekend.

   It's been busy at my house, but this past weekend, the poor hubby hurt is lower back. He's been miserable and  uncomfortable. 😟 Plus  he’s one of those patients who can’t get out of their own way. 😱 That meant we weren't able to get out in the boat at all either, and he's also just as miserable (rightly so) not being able to have much fun this long holiday weekend. 

  Since this  month the first couple of days are busy posting days for me (a new Art Journal Journal Journey challenge, a T Day post, a Second on the Second post and a new challenge at Try It On Tuesday), I am going to make today's T day post also my Second on the Second post. For T day you just need to share a drink, and for Second on the Second you just need to repost something you've already posted.

  Let me take you back to September 4, 2023. That day was my last day of Lake Hosting, or as I usually call it, working at the boat ramp. September 1 of this year (or today as I am posting this Monday evening) was also my last shift for the year at the boat ramp. I've checked over 450 boats in the last 3 years.  I thought I'd celebrate the completion of  this year being a weed checker/ Lake Host by sharing this post again.

    Here's the link back to 2023: T Stands for Lakeside Mornings and here's my original post.

Today (as I am writing this on Monday night) was my last day of my summer Lake Hosting job. You might remember I've mentioned my summer job and showed photos a couple of other T days. I am ready to  be "unemployed" again 😏, but I will  go back next summer if it works out.  

Last week on Monday and Tuesday mornings at the lake we had a lot of fog, and that fog made some dramatic photos. Let me share a few with you.

The spider webs on the ramp's boat dock were much more visible.

And no spider either.

The fog moved (like Carl Sandberg's poem states) on little cat feet. One moment it was so thick you could barely see.

Later the sun tried to burn through the clouds, and that took quite a while. If anyone saw me in my fleece shirt, sweatshirt as well as being wrapped in a blanket, they would probably think I was camping there. The dampness was really chilly.

The sun was trying to burn it's way through.

And then the fog would thicken up again.

It took a bit, but eventually the sun burned through the clouds and the day brightened. 

Since it is time for T and I need a drink photo, I staged this view later in the morning when the sun and most of the clouds had cleared up.  Here's my drink ticket for T this week at Bleubeard's and Elizabeth's blog.

   Today  (September 1, 2025) the boat ramp was chilly first thing in the morning, but definitely not foggy. I'm glad to have completed another season, especially since the summer ended with busy morning. I hardly got any reading done-Ha Ha. 😉 The  parking lot was filled before 10AM. Plus there were people who have homes on the lake pulling their boats for the season.  I think today was payback for all of the quiet days I had this season. 😏

    Wishing everyone a wonderful T day and week ahead.