|
|---|
|
Lenore's
very own lake
|
Washington:
May, 1997
|
|
Lenore is an unusual name. Edgar Allen Poe perhaps invented it to rhyme with "never more" in his poem "The Raven". Anyway, Lenore was thrilled to discover that there is a lake named after her, and so we visited it at 6am on the rainy morning after we were so rudely awakened at Sun Lakes, Washington. Like its namesake, it is a very pleasant lake. It also has caves nearby, in which early humans sheltered. A couple of fishermen floated about in their blown-up inner tubes, mosquitoes whined, birds sang and ducks quarreled. Otherwise it was very quiet. Overlooking
the lake are a couple of shallow caves that despite their unprepossessing
and not terribly comfortable appearance had been occupied in the
distant past.
CLICK ON IMAGE FOR LARGER VERSION |
 Cliffs beside Lenore Lake |
 Looking towards the caves |
|
|
|
|
 Lenore and Erica shelter in one of the caves |
|
 Cave boverlooking LenoreLake |
|
|
|
| top of page |