Seneca Lake, May 3, 2010.

The view from our shore, facing East.

May 3, 2010

Things are beautiful here.

The birds and insects are loud by day. At night there is a stillness and blackness that I don't think I've ever experienced before. Once I get past the Hollywood-programmed fear of undead murderers hanging out at lakes in the dark I am overwhelmed by the (lack of) sights and sounds.

We have no dock of our own. We have no boat to sail. We do like to sit and watch the events on the lake. We use the pier at left for this.

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