There is an arrowhead in this photo.

I saw it in the photo 20 hours after taking the picture and I have spent quite a bit of time down on the beach trying to find it.  Which, of course, is practically impossible.  The lake goes down every day, the deer walk on the beach, the waves continue to shift the rocks….

And the fact that it was right there, under my nose, while I was taking arty wave pictures, continues to make me crazy.

Really, really crazy.

Maybe someday it will turn up again.

Here’s an enlargement.

And here’s the beach.