This afternoon I drove from NW of Lake Superior to the western shore of Lake Michigan. I made two wrong turns, one because the sun was in my eyes when I was trying to read the sign to enter the highway. I got on the wrong freeway. I knew right away because the sun was supposed to be at my back. You know how far one has to drive to correct that kind of mistake. I won't tell you how stupid the other wrong turn was. In any case, that delayed my arrival until 5 minutes after the convenience store here was closed, so in the morning I might not have much for breakfast.
The moon over Lake Michigan was orange and large, but not full. It was a wonderful sight, signaling that I have arrived at the ancestral home.
Why do large lakes have the word Lake before the name and small lakes have the word Lake after the name?
I didn't even know that was true of lake naming.
ReplyDeleteI have missed many a turn in my life time.