On the Lake

It was a long weekend. Saturday night was Artown's closing night with the Funk Brothers, and I also helped friends do some work in Truckee Saturday and Sunday. By the end of it, we were tired. And hot. Hot and tired. We drove to the lake. We laid down our towels and we listened, and we looked.

Looked at the Lake ...

Looked at the Sky ...

Looked at the Trees.

And I thought, how lucky are we to live where we live. How lucky to live in such close proximity to such beauty. How lucky to have good friends to lay by the lake with at the end of a long weekend.