We were on our way to Cradle Mountain, Tasmania on a mid-winter afternoon. This imposing rocky giant poking into the pale blue sky is the perfect getaway from neons, blaring horns, e-mails and concrete.
Resting deep in the mountain is the Dove Lake.
Love at first sight with this body of water sprawled beautifully in blue.
Making my way among pebbles to circle the lake.
A hut by the lake- a quiet inhabitant accompanies.
Buttongrasses carpet the lakeside, lending a tinge of gold to the overcast.
A snow-dusted mountain in the far distant. Winter has walked forward 3 steps only to recede 2 steps; preventing snowflakes from descending to the lake.
What have we done to deserve this ethereal beauty ? A reflection of surrounding mountain and the puffy clouds residing on the surface of the lake.