If You Live on a Lake

If you live on a lake, you see sunrises and sunsets that make you stop and stare in wonderment that such beauty can be real.

 

If you live on a lake, you know the dazzle of a million sparkling waves in the sun.

 

If you live on a lake, you see the lights blink on across the water, and you wonder about the lives that are lived over there.  You wonder if they think of you, too. 

 

If you live on a lake, you see vast darkness in the middle of the night, and you feel wonderfully alone.

 

If you live on a lake, you know the turn of seasons intimately, and know all the delicate intricacies that the changing light can bring to the lake's surface- be it water or ice.

 

If you live on a lake, you are lucky.

Rare

Interesting evening skies over Maple Lake can be a rarity.  We look out east over Maple Lake so the sun sets above the fields across the road.  Sometimes we are lucky to see some of those sunsets reflected in the clouds over the lake.

 

Here is the moon rising a few evenings ago.

 

 

The wispy mare's tail clouds (scientifically known as cirrus uncinus) tell of rain soon to come.  The evening that followed this was full of heavy rain, lightning and wicked winds.  That is a lesson I learned from my Granddad, and one of the many reasons I think of him when venturing through the natural world.

 

 

 

She says, springtime's coming wait 'til you see it

While walking out to get the mail last evening, I felt it.

The air has changed, and the great wheels are turning.  Spring is creeping ever closer.

There was a freshness in the air that wasn't there the day before.  The smell of new.

It's in the wind, in the golden evening sun.  In the slush of my driveway, and the weird crunchy ice like dirty lace, that forms on the gravel shoulder of the road.  It's in the cockeyed grin of my slowly diminishing snow girl.

Title from Thompson Girl - Tragically Hip

A Winter Evening Walk