October brought the rain and after a long dry summer the Island has changed from dusty to its more typical state of muddiness. Amazingly, despite all the rain, the river never rose above five feet and the ferry never had to close. The rain did spell the end of the swimming season; I took my last swim on the 19th.
Lowell School was here and all the kids had a great time. I really love teaching the kids about the Island; I think we should do more environmental education here. We also had a wedding on the Island, the second to ever be held on the Island. Forty guests came down in the rain and had a lovely ceremony complete with French horns.
The beaver have begun their annual harvest and the geese are reclaiming the docks. Strangely, I haven't seen that big buck since I took its picture last month. It's funny, as I get ready for my fourth winter on the Island, the animals down here have become less of something to marvel at and more like neighbors I've learned to live with. Soon the winter waterfowl will arrive.
I'm looking forward to the Workfest and remember that if you get here early you may get to taste some of the Maluskysí barbequed bacon. There is a canoe rack to be built, docks to haul in and leaves to rake. I also want to work on the invasive vines, and there is painting that needs to be done as well. See you on the 13th!
-- Joe Hage, Sycamore Island Caretaker