On a day without wind, on a chill autumn Monday morning, watching the local lake is inspirational, and eerie. Sure its the view from my bus stop while I head for work. Singing does not change the fact. Naturally, I had to snap a picture and I can't say that I miss old school film based cameras whatsoever. There is a world out there and I no longer have to wait for a film to be developed, even if raw let me do that digitally.
So here I am snapping a picture of a tranquil, cold lake, on a Monday morning, wondering what that white field in the middle is supposed to be,