Fall has arrived.
As you can see, the Indiana landscape does have opportunities for outlooks, at least in theory.
I used the first rainy fall day to revisit Brown County State Park with its two lakes.
My favorite lake front at Strahl Lake has changed only little since my first post about this place, even though some trees are dying.
There is also Ogle Lake below, which is larger and not as intense.
The far side of it is more interesting, with groups of trees guarding the secrets of the place.
Walking through a landscape in the mist has become a ritual since I first watched the film by Theo Angelopoulos with the same title. Fog, light, and borders will never mean the same again.