Yesterday, a lot of things came to a head. I got let down and lost my temper. All I wanted was to dramatically storm out of the house and drive somewhere far away, but I settled for quietly leaving the house and driving somewhere a half hour away. I didn't know where exactly I wanted to go, but I knew that I wanted to be alone in a place I could wander and clear my head. Preferably a scenic location, because how often does beautiful scenery make things worse? A few weeks ago, I was driving around and running errands with my bosses, and they led me past this wonderful lake just a few minutes from the Writers' Center. It was the perfect opportunity to explore. I walked the dirt trails, climbed over branches, and listened to the trees creak and sway. Little black birds darted past me, and ducks took flight. I learned that ice crunching beneath my feet is a beautiful sound. I got my oxfords muddy. I saw a family of deer cross a house-lined street. I felt my legs go just a little bit numb, and got my spirits lifted. I also took some photos, so I wanted to share some of them so you guys could see what I saw yesterday.