Under all that was
Under all that was. 2019.
From above, the lake turns into something closer to a chalk drawing than a place on a map. The little scrub island feels like it is being slowly erased, ring by ring, as mineral traces spread out around it.
The land records every season as a faint line of colour. Seen from ground level this was just a scrappy patch of salt and weeds. From the air it becomes a quiet orbit, a reminder of how much history sits just under the surface.
24 mm • f/6.3 • 1/1250 sec • ISO 100