One day we spent wandering around Yellowstone Lake. This place is gigantic, like everything else in the Park. You can see across it, barely. It is surrounded by wilderness. Because of the presence of the lake, this is one of the largest wilderness areas in the lower 48 states. At points you can see for more than thirty miles without being able to detect the hand of Man. No cities, no roads, no lights, no houses.
My kind of place.
I messed up the framing and got the top of Carole's head in this one. That's Andy wandering around along the shore. The woods were full of critters. Even bison were moving in and out of the woods a little farther down.
I am laboring like mad on the novel. I am very frustrated that it's not done, and doubly so because I am so close to putting "The End" on it. Just a few more days, I sincerely hope.
It was like standing on the ocean during a windstorm. But it wasn't an ocean: it was Yellowstone Lake