Wednesday late afternoon Yoko and I went out in my paddle-boat to survey the landscape, including my pet rocks. From my house, these rocks have a powerful presence:
A couple of times some kids (in their twenties and thirties) have climbed this rock and jumped off. It terrifies me. The lake is filled with rocks left over from glaciers passing through. You never know what you might find beneath the surface:
As evening approached the water began to sparkle, little pieces of the sun had fallen on to the surface:
And Yoko took some pictures of the water lilies off the dock:
and I tried as well:
