At this time of year most of Westlock's water looks like this:
Braving a nip at your nose wind I set out this afternoon to take a closer look for some watery sights.
As I walked through the graveyard I saw a little angel sat down by some water, looking heavy in thought:
My cowboy boots splashed along the cobble stone path, half submerged in water:
To the right lay a lonely looking flower in a watery place, blown away from its headstone:
Just around the bend a mini mountain and its shimmering lake:
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