Friday, March 15, 2013

The Ice is Talking

Sitting by a water this morning, I am enjoying the spring sunshine. I am also listening to the lake as is struggles to shrug off the ice or perhaps it is the ice fighting for a few more days. The ice groans and grumbles. With each sound, the water along the shoreline ripples. It sounds like whale songs echoing across the surface. Almost mystical...and lovely.

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