August 3rd – I got to Chasewater late on a generally overcast afternoon, and was surprised to find the light there magical.
I watched, as Joni Mitchell put it, the water-skiers glide and was captivated by the sunbeams through the break in the cloud.
Even the dullest days can provide moments of breathtaking beauty.
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