A lake on fire.

I managed to rouse Sarah at 5am on a vacation, which was step one to winning the day. We hopped in our canoe and hit the warm lake water as it collided with the fridgid air. As the sun began to rise, a small cut formed through the clouds and out shined crepuscular rays of light. The trees from an island were caught in the mist as the celestial projector lit a simulated blaze. I was like, 🤯🤯🤯