Old West Group

Not far away from the town of Sherman, simply a good leisure ride, some five to seven miles, is Lake Sherman… where soft winds caress the out-lying woods that surround this satisfaction achieved dwelling. As soon as the beautiful trees with fall colors start to dispel their leaves, it is as if a blanket is covering the forest for a nice nap.

Mirroring the gates of heaven, this is by far the closest thing on earth one will find near that sensation. After the passageway of inspirational colors, one finds the opening to euphoria. It instantly allows someone to see slow sloping depressions covered by blue-colored water, neighboring cunning mountainside reflections. The water is still…. The air is fragrant with honeysuckles, pine, and grass.

For some unknown reason, you feel that a whisper tone is obligatory to maintain the perfect solidity. Vegetation is all along the bank with fruit producing vines in astonishing numbers. Birds are flying making their presence known by beautiful songs. Squirrels are running abroad looking for acorns, and the trees feel nice enough to share. Hummingbirds are hovering consistently over the honeysuckle bushes. Woodpeckers are knocking out a tune in stereo surround sound. A simple toss of nutrients into the water brings groups of fish giving their salutations.

In the background, calls of the wild come from animals of all sorts. Toward the shore, bullfrogs are croaking a tune. Just above the waters limits are thick blades of Johnson grass coloring the earth where leaves have not yet landed. These blades of grass make a carpet to walk on. The grass seems like a ghostly light around the shore of the entire lake. From the rock-insulated mountains, a creek sends a soft harmonious tone. This clear mountain spring maintains the lake’s boundaries.

Atop the earth created mountains, snow is visible and cascading down nearly half the total elevation. Trees tower from the lower half and ascend to meet the snow. The clouds are in a cumulus state throughout the seasons. The formations of the clouds seem to split and pass, like a thick fog. Often you can see a rainbow stretching across the sky as water turns to vapor by the suns solar rays. Overlooking the picture most dreams about, one will forget worries, troubles, and fears. The oasis of comfort is truly heaven sent.

This almost perfect lake does pose a catch. The return to everyday life is waiting just down the hillside.