Wine,Women & Song

By CelloNerd

Wind over the lake

The day began with sunshine, but by late afternoon the skies were dark and leaves whirled about, signaling, perhaps, the onset of some nasty weather.

I pulled to the side of the road to have a better look at the lake and these boats perched out of its reach . The water had become a fish-scale gray as the wind gained strength and edged its way across, creasing the skin of the lake into folds that collapsed into the smooth pebbles where I stood.

The water's fine.

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