Spring had just begun to pop my daffodils when summer came.
It was delightful driving around my neighbor after attending the First United Methodist Church of Crystal Lake. Newcomers call it “The Gates.” That’s probably a real estate salesperson’s moniker for what is about a 400-home subdivision called Country Club Additions.
Taking home one of the two friends who slept over Saturday night, we found this toilet-papered home at the intersection of Broadway and Melrose Lane (Gate 10).
Two fishermen were out trolling in front of CCAPOA’s Gate 7 Beach.
Two bicyclers had stopped to sun themselves on the beached raft.
A power boat was being launched at the Gate 7 ramp.
Since my Class of 1960 high school classmate Mike Firth’s family lived at this home two lots from the boat launching, these scilla have probably been multiplying. I’m been trying to make the land next to Lake Avenue look like this. Maybe 50 years from now it will.
Both Gate 3 swings were filled with families enjoying the 87-degree day weather.
Others were walking their dogs.
Other neighbors were out raking leaves One said she really disliked having to put them in bags, a view I whole heartedly share.
This little pooch had just finished romping in Crystal Lake.
Other dog walkers were at the Gate 13 Beach. In the background, a lake front property owner’s pier has been pulled from shore by the melting ice.
My neighbor has drainage problems which he was trying to fix by digging a ditch toward the dry well in front of his home.
In the southeast nook next to the sun porch, the daffodils really made their presence known today. Last night there was only one blooming.
The clouds are rolling in, so it’s time to plant those bulbs I didn’t get in last December that are sprouting the in garage. Maybe I can salvage them.