Sky and Leaves

On the Christmas trail with McKinley and Acadia; passed by a small, old cement structure that is not a well but is always filled with water. Reminded me of Thoreau's Walden:

"A lake is the landscape's most beautiful and expressive feature. It is earth's eye; looking into which the beholder measures the depth of his own nature. The fluviatile trees next the shore are the slender eyelashes which fringe it, and the wooded hills and cliffs around are its overhanging brows."