Yes, it's Wednesday, hump day for some, long long day for me. I didn't make it to work this time last week and it has taken a week to get back to the lake for a look. Late afternoon, before hitting the long night of classes, hitting and stepping over my own little hump when others are getting ready to go home.
Five or six hours to go.
Always so much to see, and sometimes not a lot to see, perhaps. Or is there. What do we see when there is, apparently, very little to see?
Ripples.
Rippling body...of water |