Alone Again

Valcour Island, NY

Inexplicably almost all the other boats (both Canadian and American) have left the island. As far I can see, there are only two other boats on the west side of Valcour. Good. That's just the way we like it.

I'm sitting now on our front porch. By that I mean a shelf of rock on the shore facing SW toward burlington and the Green Mountains. It is part of a camp site where Libby and I and our dog Pup liked to camp in October months during the years we didn't own a boat. Just being here brings back fond memories.

One of the nice things about Valcour has always been the prolific, varied and colorful fungi. Not just mushrooms but also fungi growing on the sides of trees. This year they are all gone. Is it because of weather, or some fungus disease, or vandals? I have no idea. I hope they recover by next year.

Meanwhile I can't get over how nice this island is. Even in winter as we slumber in mild subtropical breezes down South, my dreams often return me to Valcour Island.

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