Autumn has swept down to touch the lake willows in its passage of change turning their leaves a golden honey hue on their branches. Reflected in the cold clear waters of the lake they shimmer in the crisp clean air.
Winter is nearly upon us and the distant mountain peaks hold the telling tale of snow on their tips. The breeze crossing the lake is frigid even under the warm sunshine on our backs. A stunning day in the pristine wilderness of New Zealand countryside.