The Lake

A few days ago I walked along the edge of the lake and was treated to the crunch and rustle of leaves with each step I made. The acoustics of this season are different and all sounds, no matter how hushed, are as crisp as autumn air.

 

-- Eric Sloane

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A lake carries you into recesses of feeling otherwise impenetrable.

 

-- William Wordsworth

 

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