11983 April 16

I was walking along the shore of $P26, looking out over the water. The sky was scattered with thin grey clouds, and the air was cool. It felt like a storm was coming. The water lifted into white-capped waves and there was a strong wind blowing from the southeast. Something was wrong. I felt scared and ran back to the cottage, but the ground was very soft, and i could not move that quickly. The shore of the lake was sandy. The cottages were a long way from the water. I felt scared, but could not move fast enough.