ON AN OVERNIGHT STOP in Blue River, B.C., Rob Koons and hisfamily came across Eleanor Lake, on the edge of town. "It was amoment that grabbed you," says Koons. "It came through in thestillness of the water, the placement of the clouds." Indeed, Koons'shot embodies an essential Canadian feeling: that time of yearwhen summer has wound down, people are closing their cottagesand the air is too crisp to go for a swim.
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