Snowbound
We hear there’s snow up at the lake, so we’re off for the big toboggan run. I can hardly...
Category: the lake house
It is much prettier than I remembered
Five weeks away from the lake, and I guess that’s what happens. You forget things. Yet, sometimes I...
The games we didn’t play at the lake
I saw Joe’s post earlier, and it reminded me of this. I have few regrets, but there is one...
Mom, open your eyes and close your hand
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After the Storm
You know those little plastic patches they give you with inflatable toys? Well, they do work. The trampoline was...
And, then there was this toad
This is a follow up to the fleeting pet story. Just as we were leaving the lake, and I...
Fleeting Pets
My boys couldn’t wait to fish. They couldn’t wait to catch the big one. And when they did catch...
It must be Saturday at the lake
I personally like the ones filled with lemon. But those are usually the first to go. More lake house...
Blueberry Mornings
We got hungry, so we went back to the Amish blueberry patch. But this time, I took my camera...