November 5, 2008

I'm amazed at the serenity that the lake provides me. I don't think that I am alone in this thought process. Every time I head to the lakeshore, there are people absorbing it all. They might be solo like me. Or,they come in pairs like the bicyclists in this photo. Perhaps, they come in groups to exercise, find friendship/camaraderie, or a voice. So many voids the lake fills.

It sits on the edge of the city, like a lover on the fringe. It taunts and torments. Promises to love, but makes no true commitments. Flirts and flaunts with frothy caps and warm waters, but turns dark and cold at a whim. It really is the muse of the city. This urban mecca that is tamed, season over and over again, by Mother Nature. And, that lake...