A thousand lakes

My regular lake walk, like all regular walks I guess, is both familiar and different every time I walk it. It's the same circuit (two, if you count its reverse), but it's a thousand walks. The annual cycle of life, the myriad weather variations, and the momentary random moments that it seems I must experience every time I visit, gives my lake it's spectacular variety and its enduring allure.

Also, it's really close, and has a ramen shop half way round... my hands are tied really.


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