The thing about living in the suburbs is that most of the scenery is really boring. Subdivision upon subdivision, big box stores, semi-industrial complexes, malls. It’s even worse now in this stage of post-ice-storm, partly melted and refrozen January bleakness. No funky or architectural urban landscapes. No mountain or ocean views.
But one morning this week I took the dog to walk down by the lake not far from the school. Isn’t it fascinating how the sun…flared for a minute behind a stormy cloud and reflected on steely water…suddenly changes a bleak and frozen scene into a photo worthy image? Right on the edge of suburbia.
Do you have that place nearby where a moment of sun, cloud and water can change everything?
Happy Friday everyone.
