Quite a contrast to the gray, misty morning:
The water flowing to the lake has slowed down a bit. A log in just the right place allowed me to walk across instead of walking around on the road.
I briefly considered jumping across to this rock, but visions of landing in the water stopped me
Peeling bark
Shrouded in mist
This week, I was fascinated by the drips on branches
I could barely see the island
A washed up plastic lemon. Other "unnatural" things I saw: a pair of gloves, a tent stake, and a piece of a toy truck.
The fog rolled in even heavier
Water droplets on the feather act as a magnifier
Sign of spring: pussy willows!
Cat eyes
There's a lot to look at again now that the snow is gone!
Multiple drips
Drips on pussy willows
Empty nest
Lots of pussy willows across the road
Time to go
then stopped and looked at me. They sure blend in the dead grass!
Well, that's a lot of photos for one post! I have a bunch more of the driftwood that washed up on the shore I'll have to share in my next post.
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