This week I am in my happy place.

Hoping to take a small break from real life.
My biggest worry will be what time do we go to the beach.

I've got my cottage, my people, the lake, and sunsets that make you cry.

Dairy Treat is gone.  The sadness is real.  We have lost an institution that was a long standing tradition and it will be missed.

I feel so incredibly grateful to be here.  It came close to NOT happening this year, and I would have been heartbroken.

Grateful for cool evenings,  warm days,  the laughter of silly conversations,  cheese balls, pronto pups, dance parties, and so much more.

To some it's just water.
To me, it's where I regain my sanity