A few weeks ago the winter restlessness settled in again and I took off for a short trip to Devil’s Lake. There was a winter storm brewing which didn’t make for very good light for photos of the lake and cliffs so I focused on some of the other things that were around. The last time I was here was at the height of summer and the lake and beach were packed. It was almost eerie to be at the now deserted park with only the sound of distant birds and the lake shifting underneath the ice. With the storm coming in, I didn’t hang around for long. But even 30 minutes in that beautiful stillness was well worth the trip.