Good morning or good evening, wherever you may be, across the nation and across the world. It is just past 12:15 a.m. in "The City." 

Weatherwise, the only thing worthy of note is the possibility of a Frost Advisory for parts of lower Michigan. That being said, I am going to change the balance of this blog to a forum for our pictures from yesterday and today. 

First, let me add a picture of the final harvest from the vast gardens of the palatial estate as taken by our Senior Staff Photographer. We pulled out the plants from this year's efforts and so what was left were these.

The last cucumber, multiple green peppers, and some cherry tomatoes, most of which came from the volunteer tomatoes that sprouted from last year's seeds.  Oh, there were also two large green tomatoes too.

Plus, although Mary and I thought that our flower gardens were through producing for the year, our Major Wheeler and our Eye Candy hibiscus have surprised us with more blooms too. 

This is likely to be our last bloom.

And while not in our back forty, there are still dandelions blooming.

Mary assured me that I could make the waterfront with her and Ginger to take some pictures there. I reluctantly agreed, made sure that my camera strap was properly adjusted and we set out. 

Along the way, I took some pictures in Central Park of the squirrels there and also of the construction at the site of the former Grand Haven Tribune building.

The builders decided that using the name Tribune Lofts would be appropriate.

We were walking past Central Park when I took this shot. 

The construction is getting serious now, just before winter sets in. 

Also along the way, I had to take pictures of things that caught my eye.

This is why I know dandelions are perennials. 

I didn't want to meet the spider that spun this web.

Great use of a patio at the Piano Factory condos. 

Lots of dogs had brought their humans to the waterfront.

A Yorkie brought her parents.

But this gull was on his own.

Mostly, I took pictures of the boats coming and going.

Fast boats.

Cruisers.

Pleasure craft.

Boats with dogs as skippers.

Retro.

Large and expensive power boats.

Small boats.

Slow-moving pontoon boats.

Boats that were good for calm water.

And of course, Dewey Hill with a lone cloud overhead.

As I noted earlier, I was reluctant to walk that far, but with a rest on a bench at the channel and a few stops along the way, I made it there and back.

So, my thanks to Mary for not letting me off the hook. Tomorrow, I won't be repeating that walk. That will await another day. Ciao.