A lake lies in wait

If you dare make your way down the street, over the snow pile, across the icy lawn and to the dock, there is a reward to be found on an afternoon break walk from the library desk.

Dock empty.

Onondaga Lake at its wintry best awaits past the silent docks.

No moors.

Icy, yes.

Still crazy for nature.

Beautiful, most definitely.

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