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What a difference a day week makes!  This was the lake at the beginning of last week

Crystlas and Sky 5

This was the lake that greeted me this week…

The leaves are a little behind the city, but the greens are so fresh

The leaves are a little behind the city, but the greens are so fresh

The steps to the wonders of a walk along the shore, where the sky caresses the lake

The steps to the wonders of a walk along the shore.  The almost invisible horizon where sky caresses lake

I would say how quiet and peaceful it was.  It certainly looks that way.  Last week was the sound of sheer silence.  This week our feathered friends were chirping, chattering, screeching, whistling, crying, and singing away merrily in full surround-sound!  What a glorious sound, and such a welcome sight to see the lake returned from its icy prison.

The view to the south. Last week it was all ice

The view to the south. Last week it was all ice

Perfect calm.  Hot sunshine on bare arms.  Gulls and terns calling.  And if you listen very very carefully the gentlest lapping of water on sand.  Who needs violins?

Te view to the north. Most of the gulls, terns, cormorants and pelicans prefer the northern end. It is near to the channel that leads to the lagoon

The view to the north. Most of the gulls, terns, cormorants and pelicans prefer the northern end. It is nearer the channel that leads to the lagoon

Of course I had to put up with the crowds.  There were five other people and three dogs on the beach!

The first wild flowers to bloom. Not up to Steve Gingold's standards, but I didn't want tick-but!

Marsh Marigolds.  The first wild flowers to bloom. Not up to Steve Gingold’s standards, but I didn’t want tick-but!

On the walk back past the lagoon I noticed the beaver lodge was in fine order.  We will come and have a visit one evening when Mr B likes to go for his swim.  The Marsh Marigolds were blooming in abundance.  But they prefer to grow where it is hard to approach without heavy wellies (gumboots? Rubber boots?).  I didn’t fancy having my runners sucked off in the muddy marsh.

A look down - notice the little big for Andrew

A look down – notice the little bug for Andrew

I left the swamp/marsh/wetland area for higher ground and the cabin.  Life is good.

I didn’t install the door closer; didn’t rake the area we call lawn; didn’t cut any logs; didn’t wash any windows.  It was a good day.  And good day to you.