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We got out skiing twice this week. We had a bunch of days of bad wind and rain as a front stalled just north of us. The dawns were glorious, though.

Dawn reflected in the boat wake as we ride down Catfish Creek to the lake.

A silver and pink dawn. All it needs is a flamingo.

Skiing the morning of the silver and pink dawn.

Fall? I Don't Think So.

I was reminded by a neighbor that it was fall. We laughed about "fall" being a rather meaningless season here. Florida has two seasons: summer and a few months of fall/winter/spring.

Has the weather changed any recently? (Nope.) Do you need a sweater in the morning or evening? (Nope.) Is it fall in our slice of  Florida? I don't think so. Maybe I'll deal with calling it fall after the autumnal equinox (September 22). That makes a little sense to me. Not much, but a little.

September is still water ski season. We got out water skiing 4 times this week. At dawn this morning the air temperature was 75 degrees and the water temperature 85 degrees.

This is not sweater weather.

A school bus hauls the local kids off to town and school. I'll grant that it is no longer summer for the school kids.

The lake water is warm and so is the air.

The lake at dawn is still a skier's dream.

And we are finally dealing with lots of water.

Water level in March 2012.

Water level in September 2012.