The Ultra-wide continues it’s unrelenting tear through the unsuspecting countryside. I went out yesterday and suffered under the piercing glare of the noon sun, only to return laden with painfully harsh images of highway construction. I sifted through the dregs and came up unsatisfied — it’s hard to find enough interesting subjects to fill 103 degrees. So like a dutiful housewife, I returned to the fridge (ok, half terabyte drive) and pulled out leftovers from the day before. I give you and Ultra-Tall of the lake.
This is one of the islands playing a title role in the Lake of the Isles. It is only about thirty fee across the water from where I am standing. Not too shabby of a lens eh? Check back tomorrow, the daily saga continues.