Baby steps

In addition to trying to be more positive, I want to keep promises I make to myself. Today was a good first step in that direction: I actually awoke at 7:00 a.m. and hustled off to the lake for a bike ride. It was a gorgeous day to be there in the early morning. I rode for about an hour, covering 9 miles and taking nearly a hundred photographs along the way. Here are some of them:

As you can see, it was overcast at the beginning of my ride:



The spillway was operating at not-quite-full capacity:



The railing of the bridge near the spillway is rusting beautifully:


This crane always wanted to be in the circus:



View of the lake beyond the spillway:



Sunrise:



Defenseless joggers--an adversary Bush thought he could actually beat:



My bike and the newest White Rock bridge lying before it:



Boat docks and driftwood:



Dock, horizontal:



The ducks challenge the boats to a race:


The Bath House Cultural Center, an example of the Lake's art deco architecture style:



Creek and bridge near Buckner Road:


Meadow, showing that the Lake offers a bit of every kind of natural habitat:



The boaters set sail:


Feeding the ducks, with Pumphouse in the background:



Rounding the bend: