Wednesday, September 10, 2025

Time at the Lakeshore...

Sometimes there is no place I'd rather be than on the shore of Lake Tahoe.



The path to it was lined with still beautiful wildflowers... a last grasp at Summer.





"The morning had dawned clear and cold,
with a crispness that hinted at the end of summer."
— George R.R. Martin

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