It may seem that I’m doing a ‘repeat performance’, as it were, from last Saturday’s post; that is, showing you yet more photos of Lake Michigan. However, what continues to intrigue me is the awe-inspiring and entrancing way in which this lake shows its never-ending beauty. The above photo was taken today; the water is fairly calm, and there are only tufts of clouds looming overhead. My, what a difference a day makes:
As what happens quite often, wait a few minutes, and the scenery changes dramatically. These indignant clouds were none too happy with the distant light; thankfully, they arrived, hovered lowly for only a brief encounter, and meandered on their way.
Ah, these little puffy cotton-ball clouds were not the disrupting kind; they merely glided across the lake, and bid their adieu.
Happy Saturday, everyone! Oh yes, please stay tuned for, “The Second City” post(s) arriving at The Chicago Files in a few weeks!
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