I’m drawn back again and again, to the lake and the sky, and that line on the horizon. This time, a line of dark green, against a grey-blue and white sky.
And, I love the empty life-guard chair, standing vigil for summer’s return. Summer will come. Although, in this cold spring, it’s hard to say when.
For me, each day that I can see that line on the horizon, in winter’s cold, or on summer’s most dazzling sunny days, I count my blessings – so fortunate to have such a view, so nearby.
Happy Weekend, and apologies for the bit of ‘website weirdness’ as I made a mistake in transitioning my domain name, and lost a few days. Learning…all the time!
While it’s not officially here, the temperature is dropping, wind chill is being factored into weather reports, and the first snow is under our belts. Winter is definitely on the horizon.
This photo was taken on Sunday in Mount Albert, Ontario, after the first snow had fallen for the season.
It’s new territory.
I can feel it.
Breaking away from the beaten path.
But, what does it mean?
As I look around, things appear the same, but I know they’re not.
The landscape – the interior kind – is changing.
A new horizon emerging – but I can’t quite make it out.
The way is uncertain. The footing unfamiliar.
Yet, I know, beauty and discovery and grace lie ahead.
An adventure begins.