I wandered down to the lake today with Magda and Nyberg for an afternoon walk, but kids? It was COLD. We made it about the equivalent of maybe 4 blocks and we turned back. It was windy and wet and no fun at all. But I did snap this photo before we left. There is just something I love so much about rough water on a lake… the darkness and especially the white of the froth. It’s just magical to me.
Remember when I linked earlier this week to Paul Westerberg on Prince and there was that quote about how one musician’s reaction to Prince was “I’m fucking embarrassed to be alive right now”? That’s how I feel about this internet share of the day. These photos make me feel like an 8 year old with a disposable camera. Check them out.