A howling wind
Over the pounding waves
An eagle soars.


There was an eagle – really – only it didn’t fly over my shoreline landscape! But poetry allows creative license…


I had never seen waves so strong on a LAKE before. I felt as if I were standing by the ocean, and I was told “this isn’t anything – it could be worse!” I can only imagine – we had 35-40 mph winds as I recall, and thankfully, that made for some great wave action – if you could stand up and hold your tripod steady. Luckily, rocks don’t move in the wind, and I wanted the water to move, so it worked out in the end.


I’m looking forward to the opportunity to go back there again some Autumn. It’s really a beautiful area.


Thanks for visiting!