I. A narrow black motorboat rocks in rough waters far offshore while this morning’s atmosphere has been drained of heavy overnight showers. On this partly overcast day, large dark clouds along the horizon cross a distant slate-gray surface of the lake, dragging their shadows away. Some slim remnants, seemingly weightless and pale, swiftly float in air currents way overhead. Windblown drifts swell those stubby humps of sand newly amassing among foredunes beside the beach. Most mounds have grown only a few feet high, no taller than the height of that small girl wearing a yellow raincoat I see running from a woman hurrying behind her in a red-and-green-checked sweater.
Ridge Trail Triptych
Ridge Trail Triptych
Ridge Trail Triptych
I. A narrow black motorboat rocks in rough waters far offshore while this morning’s atmosphere has been drained of heavy overnight showers. On this partly overcast day, large dark clouds along the horizon cross a distant slate-gray surface of the lake, dragging their shadows away. Some slim remnants, seemingly weightless and pale, swiftly float in air currents way overhead. Windblown drifts swell those stubby humps of sand newly amassing among foredunes beside the beach. Most mounds have grown only a few feet high, no taller than the height of that small girl wearing a yellow raincoat I see running from a woman hurrying behind her in a red-and-green-checked sweater.