January Twelth

And, the horizon disappears in to the sky with the cold.

 

January Fourth

Ice forms on the lake and rolls in soft waves.

December Twenty Fifth

 

It was cold today and yet there were many people at the lake. Like me, I suspect they were looking for magic on the horizon.

November 18, 2012

November morning frost on the sand melts in the rising sun, and I am left wondering how much of autumn has past? And, how much light and time has been captured in my camera? The days still grow shorter and I enjoy every moment in the sun.

September Twenty Second

 

On the first day of fall I woke to the sound of thunder, and headed out to the beach to watch a storm roll in across the lake.

September Ninth

 

Nothing bluer then the lake on late summer morning.

 

August Thirtyone

 

It is bittersweet to photograph and write about the lake again after so long away from the her shore.