Early morning in August 2013, Lake Winnipeg was steely calm as the sun rose. An eerie tableau of colours and forms languished on the eastern horizon, appearing just 1,000 metres off shore.
Billowing black clouds floated above an island … or it seemed. The ‘island’ had magically drifted in overnight. What was one to make of it?
It was a mirage, of course. Created by inversions of temperature, it was magnified by the lens of convecting air. Or some other brutally scientific explanation….
Nature’s artistic flair was full-on that morning.
Would this eerie morning lake have ‘existed’ had no one been there to revel in it?