What a beautiful morning

The lake was calm and there were wispy fingers of fog rising off the surface of the water. The morning was was cool but not cold a wonderful freshness was in the air. From across the bay I could hear an outboard start and then make out the outline of a single person and a dog as they startedout across the bay probably going to his favorite fishing hole.

Sitting at the end of the gas dock was out resident Blue Heron. Priceless!