My lakeside dining room

 

A soft warm evening breeze, with soft colors in the sky over Lake Tomahawk.

As I parked, rolled down my window to take these shots, I noticed a man sitting in the van over 2 spaces from myself.

Dusk arrived before me. Some dog walkers and runners, and a few family walkers were still out.

Then the man got out of his van and had his phone and keys in each hand, standing at my window but at a distance. "Nice night," or something like that he said. "Having your dinner?"

I had just had a first bite of my sandwich, I answered, "welcome to my dining room."

He had nothing more to say. Nor did I, chewing.

Then he noticed a woman with a dog walking behind my car...so he went over to pet the dog, and talked to the woman

We are all sometimes alone, sometimes lonely. I wasn't exactly worried about him. But I had my radio blasting, so closed the window just not to anoy the neighbors.

He drove off after the woman with dog left.

And I'll show you what happened next in the next week...after Sepia Saturday tomorrow!

Today's Quote:

Think always of the universe as one living creature, made of one substance and one soul: how all is absorbed into this one consciousness; how a single impulse governs all its actions; how all things collaborate in all that happens; the very web and mesh of it all.

—Marcus Aurelius
April 26, 121 — March 17, 180, Rome
Meditations 4:40