Perfect morning

Gossamer tendrils of mist coming off of the water. A beautiful quiet glassy morning on the lake. The sunrise exploded with the low hanging clouds and then disappeared above them. It crept down the face of the Northwest trees.

It struck me how lucky we are to be able to enjoy this with a sport of such balance and rhythm.

Don't mean to be so much in my head this morning. Sometimes life's juxtaposition's are more evident.

Have a great day.

Thank you,