This peaceful lake greets you at the entrance to the YMCA of the Rockies. It was a pleasant hike from my cabin, and I leaned on the ledge of the bridge as I sketched. It was nice visiting with those coming or going with fishing poles in hand. It wasn't long before I noticed gathering clouds and the smell of rain, so I finished up and hiked the mile back up. Bonus - it didn't rain on me, either. Painting number 4560 in 4560 days.
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