To escape in the water's blue eyes for a bit.
But when I arrived early yesterday morning, most of the lakefront had turned to ice from our recent cold blast. I was greeted with this warm glow of the rising sun casting down on the gray-blue surface.
(Adler Planetarium in the distance--middle, far right)
The frozen expanse creaked and slowly heaved up and down...like a scream being held in.
The water underneath alive and bursting to get out. To be free again.
No real direction. Just wherever the waves would take them.
And when I could no longer feel my fingers, I put my camera away and just took it all in.
As I departed for work, I thanked God for letting me see it and have the lake all to myself...for not a soul was there but I.
Ah, a beautiful kind of loneliness.