Sunset on Lake Wingra.

This evening, with paddleboard and dog:

A Wingra interlude.

On the lake, this evening.

"And here we are... waiting for the sunset."

(Yesterday, on Lake Wingra.)

Thirsty?

I could go for a nice big glass of hornets... after a rough day of paddleboarding...



... on Lake Wingra.

At the Snow Bike Café...

... keep rolling.

At the Ice Skate Café...

... slide in here if you want to talk about anything other than the Oscars. (The Oscars post is here.)

At the Alien Abduction Café...

... pay attention.

(Animation of my photograph by Chip Ahoy.)

At the Sunset Café...

... you can settle in for a long night of conversation.

At the Winter Sunset Café...

... it's not that bleak.

At the Ice Dog Café...

... let's romp.

At the Under-the-Bridge Café...

... you can skate on through.

Water and ice — on spring-fed Lake Wingra.

This afternoon, dogless, Meade and I took a walk down to one of the other lakes.