Tag: silver lake

Walk-About on a Foggy Christmas Night

Playscape and trees at the shore of Silver Lake, backlit by a street lamp, on a foggy night
I thought the street lamp was a nuisance, casting too much glow on everything else, until I realized that it was backlighting the playscape and trees in a peculiar, almost spooky way
Playscape and trees at the shore of Silver Lake, backlit by a street lamp, on a foggy night
After playing with the light levels of the raw photo, I got a much more dramatic image.

Nature Is Metal

Driving home, down by the lake, we spotted a bald eagle at the water’s edge of the beach, with… something.  We thought it was a fish.

Pull into the parking lot to snap a picture.  Before we could get a camera on the bird, she took off with her lunch in her talons.

Her lunch was a seagull.

We’re not that far from the sea, seagulls like to come hang out on the lake during the winter for some reason.  There were hundreds yesterday, while Megh and I sat and watched them during our lunch.

There were none today.

Silver Lake Memoirs

History: Ice cutting at Silver Lake more than 100 years ago

My favorite quote:

The secret incentive of [the Silver Lake Fire Depart­ment] was to be found in the water tub of that wagon. Prohibition by this time was the law of the land.

Before the volunteers started from the shed at Pop Neilson’s, a keg of beer was put into the tub of the wagon. By the time they returned to Pop’s, that beer, immersed in the cold waters of Silver Lake, was just right for a refreshing drink.

Hoth

The northeast region of the US has been in a (relative) deep freeze for weeks.  Last night we bottomed out at -12° F.

Pictured is our oldest child trudging across the desolate, Hoth-like expanse that is (was?) Silver Lake.  Most of the snow has blown off, leaving a crusty powder that almost, but doesn’t quite, support you.

Not pictured: the tauntaun that I split open to keep the children warm overnight.