If one is fortunate enough to have a lake in one's backyard, the least one can do is photograph it in every conceivable sort of light. I just couldn't help myself. I would be sitting and reading, or feeding Theo, inside, and suddenly the light would change and I would go charging off to look at it. As I sat on the dock watching the water move under the sky, listening to the birds and the wind, I felt like I might just dissolve and float away on that calm, inexorable current. I don't know when I've last felt so peaceful.
And that light!
|The lake at sunrise—I love that mist hovering above the water|
|If you look closely you can see a tiny rainbow under the cloud.|
|Sam liked the way this water was red or blue depending on where the light hit|