This would be better with a photograph. Alas, I didn't even try to get a shot of it. Soon, I need to get serious about improving my night photography skills.
Anyway, driving home late last night and crossing the dam at Percy Priest Lake, my view of the water was more fascinating than ever before. Peering across the dark, dark lake, where usually all I see is the moon's reflection over the water, last night I saw a multitude of lights from the countless boats out over the vast and far-reaching lake, taking their view of early July 3rd fireworks from Nashville Shores.
Except for my low vantage point, I was reminded of late night Southwest flights over small cities, descending onto lonely airports while seeing only a plethora of luminous dots scattered across otherwise rayless and expansive land masses. Whether in my airline seat looking down or in my car looking across, the magic and mystery of distant lights always captivates the imagination. I'm at peace with where I am and curious about where I'm not.
Thanks for stopping by. Have a safe and wonderful weekend.