I don't know what else I can say about Grand Bend's neighbour, Lake Huron that I haven't said already. The lake is ever changing in colour in sound and shape. It's like it's dancing in a different costume every minute to a symphony orchestrated by the sun and wind and clouds. It's huge and powerful but fragile and serene. It commands and deserves our respect. We will miss its majesty and can't wait to see it again at the end of the winter as the ice is melting and the blue, blue water returning to our sandy shores. Thanks for the pics Meg.