The sun coming in the window woke me with its warmth. The cats were curled up, one on top of the quilt, one underneath, effectively trapping me. I wanted to sleep in. To stay with them. They are a comfort in these uncertain times. Friends that live with us. Friends I can see and play with everyday.
I wanted to get outside, though, before the day began to come on in earnest. Jen wanted to go for a walk and our steps soon found us headed towards Semer’s Park and the closest shoreline of Ely’s Shagawa Lake.
The Saturday walk was cleansing and beautiful and simple. I don’t have much insightful to say, except that this is the time of year that everything changes. Weekly, daily, hourly. Last night it rained, so even these captured moments aren’t true, but they were when we were there. If you don’t live in Ely, or have only visited during the Summer or even Winter months, you will find these pictures interesting.
This is how the ice retreats, first from the shoreline and simultaneously from underneath until it candles and blackens and disappears. It was a good way to start a weekend.