Today was a nearly perfect mid-September day to be outdoors; I had to spend the day in the office. During my drive, however, I stopped briefly to take in the brilliant sunrise over Baldwin Lake in Berea, Ohio. Baldwin Lake is really a wide section of the East Branch Rocky River. A little farther downstream the waterway narrows and flows over a stony dam near the center of town. This morning, in the open shadows, the waters actually looked more like ice as they flowed over flat rock near the edge. Streams falling and splashing on rocks below were reminiscent, perhaps of icicles. But we’re getting ahead here… it will be winter soon enough. My respite was all-too-brief; I forced myself to look away from the sun, the blue sky, the dark and reflecting waters. I packed up my camera and headed out for my day indoors: it was a great day to be outdoors; I was in my office.
Out on an errand I stopped by the quarry lake parks in Berea. It was a cold, gloomy day, reminiscent of my recent mood. As I explored the area, I watched ducks and geese, studied and listened to thick ice water flowing over the lake's dam. I discovered ice curtains forming on snowy tree limbs tangled in the rocks, and observed dark skies reflecting in waters that were darker still. The already-gloomy day was heading toward night –we're a day shy of winter solstice– making photography difficult and the cold air was stiffening my fingers, making them hurt. Time to head home. Dark and cold the days become.