After checking the forecast for the weekend, I decided to go out on Saturday morning because there was snow predicted for Saturday night into Sunday. It was a chilly 12 degrees when I left the house, but I bundled up with leggings under fleece pants and my down-filled Lands End coat that I got a great deal on last winter. The sunrise was at 7:39 a.m., but the cloud cover right at the horizon blocked the sun. The sky and clouds above still turned pink and orange, though.
When I first got to the beach, a bit of color on the horizon
I like to take pictures of objects that could be letters. Some day I'll have the whole alphabet, but this stick could be a "y" or turned upside-down, an "h".
Rock glazed over with ice
I climbed on this big rock from the far side, and sat at the front by the lake while the sun rose
I never get tired of listening to the waves break on the shore
As the sun rose, the clouds started to turn pink
A rusty old barrel nearly hidden in the hillside
I climbed down to the rock below . . .
. . . and was surrounded by big rocks
. . . to the left
. . . and down below
From the hill, I could see the rock beach in the distance
The interesting remains of a plant
More of the rock beach . . .
. . . and those cute little pine cones
Someone forgot to pick up after himself
I've learned to be patient, because while the sunrise was at 7:39, it's worth sticking around for awhile to see this