The large man-made Lake St Clair can create fabulous effects at times. Sadly, many trees were drowned in its making, but their standing skeletons can be beautiful… and eerie.
If I pass it early enough on a winter morning the sun hasn’t lightened the night’s cloud creations enough for them to totally dissipate and head back up to where they belong.
As I look back towards Mt Royal across the sunlit lake-trapped sea of clouds, I cherish such short-lived effects.
Especially as I know there are only a limited number of times that I will make this trip before I move.