We reside in a place of spectacular beauty.
This point was driven home on a walk along Stewarts Landing in Stratford, NY, on a beautiful sunny day in early January.
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| The blue sky reflected in the blueness of the lake provides one with anything but the blues. |
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| On the frozen shallows, the unmolested snow beckons. Walking on water is much easier when it is frozen. |
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| Heat from the sun creates the mist rising from the snow. |
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| We walk on through unseen mist close by. |
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| Only distance reveals what is all around us. |
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| Our tracks stretch backward for miles. |
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| The foggy mist is thicker looking forward. |
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| Ice flows jam up as we approach the narrows. |
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| Perhaps unaffected by the surrounding beauty, running untethered is the great joy of the little dog. |
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| Blue and white and green-tinged darkness. |
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| The mist is illuminated by the sunlight filtering through the trees, ... |
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| ... occasionally diffracting into colors, ... |
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| ... much like the sunset. |













