Sunrise, November 7, 2012
Seasons arrive gently on Clear Lake with little drama, marked mainly by the changing of the guard as its migratory visitors come and go.
The sun provides another clue as it slowly marches across the eastern horizon, rising each day a little further southeast, setting a little further southwest. Then retracing its steps again.
And like the seasons, each day on the Lake has its own rhythm. With time and attention, we learn to embrace the gentle flow.