And in the middle of the lake, a small island, and on the island, green trees.

Fog from the Pacific Ocean crept slowly into camp over the distant trees.

Fallen trees lay on the water near the shore of the lake.

As we moved along the shore, the size of the lake expanded with our changing point of view. What had seemed a small lake, turned out to be a huge lake.

The lake near the shore had clear water which revealed a shallow bottom.

As the fog began to clear, color returned to the forest lining the lakeshore.

Dense growth lined the shore. So dense that stepping down to the lake was easy in only a few places.

Dead trees in the water turned a pastoral reflection into a dramatic one.

A view of the lake looking out across its long axis.

The surrounding forest of Jessie M. Honeyman Memorial State Park was reflected on the semi-still surface of the lake.

A dead tree lay on the lake's surface and created a reflection along the axis of its trunk.

An essay in green caused by trees on shore reflected in rough water that blurred the reflection.