Notes from the Island
We had beautiful weather for the Workfest. John Krasny
supervised the bonfire, Leah Hertz painted numbers on lockers, George
Loeb waged war on the kudzu, Jim and Fraser Gilbane brought the
picnic tables up below the deck, and John Matthews and Tryon Wells
led a crew in cleaning up the workshop. Early in the day
we reached a critical mass of eight able-bodied members who easily
hauled out the floats under John Matthews' supervision. Almost
everyone helped rake leaves off the lawn.
The dozen or so members who remained for the potluck supper
had a great time sitting by the woodfire, sipping apple cider, sampling
each other's dishes and socializing.
Winter is coming and I have shut off the water and removed
the sink drains so the pipes won't freeze. Please do not use the
toilets or the sinks. There is a chemical toilet in the women's locker
room and a working water spigot on the back of the house.
The animals are also preparing for winter. The beavers are
chomping down trees and eating the bark. They are also getting
bolder. I saw one swimming in the canal this morning. The squirrels
are scampering about looking for fruit and nuts. They stripped the
persimmon tree before Holly and I could get any of the fruit.
The other night I heard a rustling of leaves outside my
window and when I looked outside, I saw a raccoon slowly climbing the
stairs to the second floor. As soon as it noticed me it ran away.
Many birds have left for the season, but the ones that
remain are easier to see. The red cardinals are beautiful against
the grays and browns of the woods and the different woodpeckers are
fun to watch as they swoop from tree to tree and hammer against the
bark looking for insects.
The Island is quiet this time of year but well worth a visit.
And you might want to sharpen your skates in case the canal and
-- Peter Jones, Sycamore Island Caretaker