Barely a ripple. The only sound - and quite intense too - is birds. They started before sunrise and greeted the dawn individually. No thought of harmony. Raucous. Joyful.
A little slow off the mark today. A flock of geese went by mirrored in the lake - couldn't get them in the frame. What remained was accidentally lovely. Sunrise before the rains on Lake Rosseau.
The Rosseau sun came bouncing in, our bedroom flooded with light. It was confusing for a moment. No lights were on. Yet the room seemed like midday at around 0630. Ferndale Point opposite was reflecting and fairly shouting "Hey! You over there!! Get up and watch me strut my stuff!!!" When has anything so quiet [...]