September 30, 2020.
We continued the morning ritual as the week wore on. Early in the morning, I would pop down to the lake to see what was shaking. Sometimes, other guests would shift in and out (maintaining physical distance) and other times, I was on my own (one benefit/hazard of not sleeping in).
It was a great time for contemplation, listening only to the sounds of birds or the gentle lapping of the waves on the shore.
Still a grey morning this day, but with the promise of afternoon sunshine.
The detail shots