As I was walking to the mailbox yesterday, I smelled the unmistakable smell of a woodstove just getting cranked up. It was damp and in the 40s…a good day for it. There are a couple of maples around us that have become bright red but the majority of trees are not quite colorful yet. I suppose these are all signs of fall and not unique to Smith Mountain Lake.
It got me thinking about some of our local signs of season change. Spring is when the Bradford pear trees at the Food Lion (soon I will have to specify which Food Lion since they’ve started on the one on the Bedford side!) come into amazing bloom…and the Food Lion runs out of hamburger buns on Friday afternoon because they haven’t anticipated the need! Summer is when the rare occasions occur when you have to wait two cycles of the light on Scruggs Road at 122. Late fall is when the guys who work on the water start complaining about the chill in the air when they go out to winterize the last of the boats (they’re a hardy bunch…I wimp out much earlier!). Winter is when the “fish lady” isn’t outside of Dr. Luke’s office…and spring is when she returns…
Please leave a comment with your own sign of season change here at the lake!
