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The Elders Speak:
On Lakes

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.
Henry David Thoreau, Walden

Save the dashing of the waves against the shore absolutely nothing is heard. Not the jumping of a fish, the chirp of an insect, nor any of the least thing betokening life, unless it be that very rarely a solitary gull is disturbed in his midnight rumination and flys screaming away. All is stillness and solitude profound.
Captain Howard Stansbury

The waters of the lake change in color from season to season, day to day and, even from hour to hour. Some of these changes arise from within the water but most of the colorful variations are reflections of sunlight on its surface. Those who observe the lake closely compare its reflected colors to the luster of various metals. Thus one may see a resemblance to the appearance of burnished brass, gold, silver, copper, chromium, lead, or tin. The best displays, like sunsets and sunrises anywhere, occur when the sun is near the horizon. Connoiseurs of such things say that a sunset over Great Salt Lake under proper conditions rivals the best on earth. An amazing range of colors is produced by algae growing in the briny water.
William Lee Stokes, The Great Salt Lake

Go to the lake -- the great teacher -- if one is willing to open one's eyes beyond the normal bounds of what beauty "should be." It was here first, and it will remain long after we are gone -- constant but ever changing.
John P. George

Moody and withdrawn, the lake unites a haunting loveliness to a raw desolateness.
Dale Morgan

The hills in their recumbent postures
Look into the silent lake....
Philip Larkin

the joy in the moonlight between the islands, the flickering of the northern lights, the smooth dip and flow of the canoe beating before the waves, the smell of cedar, the sharp sweet smell of Sweet Gale as it was bruised by the canoe, a thousand million open pores spilling out the fragrance.
Sigurd F. Olson


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