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The water. Infinite in it’s beauty and nearly as infinite in appearance. The water joined the sky on this day and it was incredible. The fog was thick across the lake and the air was still. The perfect moment on the water. The only regret that I have is that I did not wade out into the water. So that I might have melded with that perfect day. Surrounded by the fog and the surf. The next opportunity that I have, I am going to take it.