Day 163 of 366: Misty Lakeshore

I have no idea what possessed me to walk over 13 miles in my sketchers, no water or food, but I did. And I am glad I didn’t give up. I enjoyed the day by a lake, no matter the blisters, thirst and hunger. Lovely day with some wonderful views.

I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
I hear it in the deep heart’s core.

William Butler Yeats

Misty Lakeshore