The ice on One Mile Bay is safe to walk on.
A sunny Sunday afternoon is a very pleasant time to get some exercise.
Late November morning, crisp, windless.
Sparse snowflakes drift lazily to meet the water.
In the distance,
The Bay turns around the corner and meets the Lake.
Being out in “lousy weather” is the way to experience life.
Tranquil morning on One Mile Bay.
Yesterday’s snow-coated trees on One Mile Bay.
One Mile Bay, Trout Lake.
One Mile Bay this morning on the shortest day of the year.
Ice is slowly forming. The delicacy of the scene is enchanting.
Last of the winter ice.
The ice left yesterday so another year will pass before more photographs of these events can be made.
No tears, though. Summer is on the way!
The ice is not yet gone from One Mile Bay, but these Muskoka Chairs are in place and ready to go.
When you get to the end of One Mile Bay you find this scene.
Mind you, it has to be a very calm afternoon.
We have been very impatient with the weather this Spring. It is taking forever for the ice to disappear.
One year ago tomorrow, this was the scene on One Mile Bay, Trout Lake.
It’s very similar today.
How quickly we forget.
Thursday Morning on One Mile Bay.
Towing home his supplies after a (cold) night at the cottage.
One Mile Bay two mornings ago.