We live in a subdivision off Bishop Lake Drive, and I pass by Bishop Lake at least once a day. Every year or so – at least it seems that often – they drain the lake for dock repairs and who knows what else. While I always notice the lake, I don’t think I really “see” it until it gets drained. By then it looks awful. (H ‘s language is a little stronger.)
It’s so easy to simply look over, around, through, or past things that we come in contact with on a regular basis. Every time I see the lake drained, I appreciate anew how lovely it looks when it’s full… if only I pay attention.
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