It is the final day of the deep freeze (for the winter, I think). One more day of being cooped up, so one more day of reviewing my “sky photos” from last fall.

Once upon a time there was a bustling lumber-mill town on the north end of Flathead Lake. These old, decaying dock pilings are remnants of those days.

I am fascinated by the bird’s-eye view of this clear lake — its colors and patterns.

The cold temps have kept us indoors this week, so I’ve been reviewing some of my autumn Flathead Lake shoreline sky shots.

These fascinating colors, shapes, and values need to be attempted with watercolors. Maybe if we get another cold week…