Foam on the lake last evening.
"What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us." Ralph Waldo Emerson
The lake was in quiet a lather yesterday, with wild water and wind pushing against me like a hand. Lines of white foam undulated on the waves as they splashed on the shore. The last of the leaves clutched at branches and our lawn was swept clean. The setting sun finally quieted the storm and another day passed away.
This is an amazing video, no idea how it was done...