The Manzanita

Friday, January 9, 2015

Lett's Lake

The water has a mirror finish;
it reflects dark green pines.

So many times we walked around
looking for the best spot for rainbow trout.

A silver-hulled boat glides by;
the man in it rows with a silent nod.
Posted by williamrobertway at 10:25 AM
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