I apologize in advance for what will surely be an abundance of lake images to be shared in the days, weeks, and even months ahead. The lake in the spring is magical, mystical, and yes while at times painful, so spiritual in the most ethereal albeit vulnerable way. There are nests being built alone and in unison and in anticipation. There are eggs being laid and protected and turned in diligent and gentle ways. There are birds being born high in the trees and underneath bushes on the lake's edge. There are brand new buds becoming brand new blooms and there is simply so much to love and so much to learn from - in the sky, on the ground, and in the water....and yes I could go on and on. And I know that I just did.
There is simply so very much to love here. There. And everywhere.
May you know an abundance of love wherever you are. Even if you have to apologize in advance too. ;-)