Smoke in the sky got me feelin’ so blue / burnin’ down the city while I’m here with you
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The first sunset you experience at Conesus Lake will catch you off-guard. Western New York skies stretch endlessly at dusk, a curtain of fire cascading down toward the horizon like so many of the Finger Lakes Region’s waterfalls. You’ll forget what year it is for a moment. You might be transported in time, to a more primitive era: early humans, standing in awe at what might have been the end of the world as far as they knew. The Lake is a circle; the Lake is a mirror; the Lake is time itself. It is here that you will heal and become whole.

8 responses to “Smoke in the sky got me feelin’ so blue / burnin’ down the city while I’m here with you”

  1. […] a travel blog called Conesus Lake House appeared on the scene and posted its debut story– a tribute to Conesus Lake’s Western New York sunsets. The featured photograph of a blazing orange and […]

  2. […] your skin. You hear an American flag pinging against the neighboring flagpole in the light breeze. You were right in the beginning. It is here on Conesus Lake that you have healed. It is here that you have become […]

  3. […] who you are. And sometimes that’s comforting, this shield of anonymity. You remember why you write in the second person perspective in the first place, why you withhold pictures of yourself from the public eye. Let the story — this amazing […]

  4. […] a difference a year makes, let alone two. When we started this blog, we had no idea that it would grow into a dedicated travel, food, and culture website showcasing […]

  5. […] There is a lull in the backyard after dinner. You bask in the quiet solitude of the yard, surrounded by people yet at peace with the space around you and your traveling family. By now the after-work crowd is shuffling in, so you prepare to disembark for your next libation destination.At the edge of the footbridge to the brewery, you stop by a pole covered from head to foot in old-fashioned wooden directional signs. “Mount Rainier, Washington – 2,400 miles.” “Grant Teton, Wyoming – 1,800 miles.” “K2, Pakistan – 7,000 miles.” Why, these are all famously tall mountains. The edges of the Earth where no man or woman ever goes. Is it really worth traveling 7,000 miles for a bit of peace and quiet? Maybe that’s what Solitude is trying to communicate — that if pure solitude is too elusive, why not discover the relative solitude of Conesus Lake. After all, it is here that you’ve healed and become whole. […]

  6. […] who you are. And sometimes that’s comforting, this shield of anonymity. You remember why you write in the second person perspective in the first place, why you withhold pictures of yourself from the public eye. Let the story — this amazing […]

  7. […] sun sets over Conesus Lake yet again, just as powerful and awe-inspiring as the first time. Three years down, a little girl growing up, and a whole future ahead. If you’re reading […]

  8. […] A kitchen is only as good as the food that fills it. That’s why the golden marble granite-top kitchen of Conesus Lake House glows a little warmer when someone’s cooking. And with all the cookware, appliances, and room to spread out, who wouldn’t want to rent this fabulous kitchen? And that view—- […]

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