Lakes were my life growing up - from remote wilderness vacations in Maine, to fishing on Lake Hopatcong in NJ, to swimming at Boy Scout camp in the approaches to the Catskills - my love of lakes is deep.
As the light falls softly, the colors near lakes are nuanced with echoes of gentle retreat. These little pockets of peace are unknown elsewhere in the universe - aren't they? Perhaps that's what draws people to lakes - the "away" part of the "getaway"!
