The Sun Was Out

So I had a yearning to go for a walk, on the beach, Sunday afternoon.

Up and over the dune, Pyramid Point being her usual graphic self! 

With the leaves off the trees, the snow covering the forest floor, you can really see the undulations of the terrain along the coastline.  

Looking up, the sun being directly overhead, there were no shadows or color to be had! Three o'clock in the afternoon and the light was flat,  it was difficult to make out the crevices in the snow. 

It is something to behold, a land of no colors, grey on grey on grey. 

The outline of every bare tree branch exposed to the eye. Small icebergs floating by. 

Then what should appear? Jaws! Hey wait, I thought we were not only unsalted but shark free as well!!!

More and more homes on the ridges so as to capture the views of the lake and landscape. 

Thirty degrees. No wind. Soundless. 

One last look at Whaleback and the Clay Cliffs before we head back to the truck. 

Such a contrasting difference between summertime and wintertime.

I never get tired of looking at these moraines. 

We will be back. 

A flat light, a muffled sound, the smell of Lake Michigan fresh and cold in my nose! Happy Hour chicken on our minds!

It's all worth it.