The lake is filled with dead trees.
I climbed that hill coming and I climbed it going... HAHA - Take that!
These guys here were fishing for Wide Mouth Bass and their dog was real friendly.
This one shows the tops of the trees more closely.
A great view of the lake and the shore.
Ok... I know this is not the lake, this is the path home, and I cross this way many times. It's at the top of that hill that I climb and there is a sense that witches have worked here. There are little offerings of balancing stones frequently found her, and a clearing that looks as though it's been swept and rocks placed in just such a way. This time they are all together, but I have seen them in a round and other shapes. It even looks like the log at the back is a bench of some kind.
I made my way home and slumped myself down on the couch with a glass of water, because I knew I'd overdone it a bit and I would not be getting up for quite a while.