Molly, 10Lake Dunstan
I look out at the lake. As I wake up I can see the waves with little white caps. As the day goes on the waves slowly and silently disappear. We drive the boat to the boat ramp and back it in. We drive round and around on the glistening water like glass. The swaying trees surround the shore. I can hear the boat gliding on the water, the golden brown hills are like a back drop behind the lake.