This morning’s excursion was to Rocky River Park in Rocky River, Ohio. The day had beautifully dawned, the air was cool and comfortable, and low waves were coming in to shore from Great Lake Erie. There is a breakwall running parallel with the shoreline and not far out. The waves rising in the shallows crashed against blocks of old stone, spraying into the air, sometimes forming tall fans as if the water was seeking return to the sky from which it fell.
I know it’s summer but that water looks cold.
Probably was a bit cool but the lake and many streams have been brown with silt this rainy season. I think that may make the water look even darker than it was, and maybe colder.