We visited my parents at their New Hampshire house for Thanksgiving. I’d never been to the lake this late in the year, and the somber stillness was beautiful. Objectively, I suppose the view was mostly grey, but it was a grey with character and the expanse of water and sky were such a reprieve from the hemmed-in pine-tree grey that we’ve been experiencing in Seattle recently.
Our first night, we had a beautiful golden sunset, and then the final night, we had this:
Lovely.