As you may remember, September is the social season here at the lake. As grandchildren have returned to school, company has returned back to where they came from and gardens are shutting down, folks around here have more free time to party.

I just counted eleven gatherings (lunches, dinners, parties, Oktoberfest) we have committed to this month. Plus one eye appointment, which could mean having lunch in town.

‘Tis the season for emptying the upright freezer, an annual highly dreaded chore. I’ve inventoried what’s still in there, moved all the frozen fruit to the kitchen freezer and plan to use what’s left in the next 22 days. If not? It all goes to the dump despite Banjo Man having a nervous breakdown at the thought.

Tuesday I mailed a frozen blueberry cake to the Funny Grandson in Texas. The post mistress thought that was extremely daring, but I reassured her that I had done it many times before. Last year I carried it on the plane with me and decided never again. A blueberry bundt cake is heavier than you’d imagine.

We are heading back on the road on September 28, right after Nebraska plays Purdue. Hopefully the car will be packed the day before and we will be highly organized (I have already started) and will arrive in Missoula in time for dinner with friends. That’s my dream, anyway. Stay tuned for a blog post on September 29 to find out how that actually turned out.

Yesterday I baked blueberry lemon breads “for the road”. We like our 10 AM coffee breaks. They should last until we get to Nebraska, the halfway point.

Speaking of coffee breaks, I am now going to take a fresh mug of coffee down to the dock. The skies are blue, the water is calm and the ospreys are fishing.

It’s definitely the season to relax on the dock, too.