Friday, April 07, 2006

the sky, the lake, the drain, the beach, the barrier, the bench, the grass, the wind, the mist


the view of lake michigan.

tranquil, right? well it's deceiving. it's cold. very cold. damp cold. if you sat on that bench and all you had between you and that bench was the cloth of your pants, you would have stipes of frost bite on your bum.