Steve has been dying to have another go at the lake this season (and even though I say 'last hurrah,' we're really hoping for one... or two more. As long as there's no "Iceberg, right ahead!" moments, we're good.). The warm weather has been quickly escaping us. We decided to go this past Sunday when sun was forecasted, despite the chilly temperatures (high of 65). When on the water, it felt even chillier, but we arrived prepped with hats, sweaters, and tons of blankets. Show us what you got, lake.The day was perfect. I mean, perfect. We brought lunch and drinks and enjoyed them in a quiet spot between two islands. Parker fell asleep on me while docked and stayed that way for over an hour. The sun didn't stop shining the whole day. We stopped in Meredith for a bite to eat in the evening before returning home.
The day got me straight out of that funk I mentioned yesterday. You can't stay depressed when you're on the lake, looking at blue and green rolling on for days. While the water moves about around you, the trees begin to change in the distance, the sun moves across the sky, all reminding you that you're not so big. Funk, be gone.
(And how would ya'll feel about me linking to my clothes from time to time? That is, if they're currently on the shelves, anyway. And, disclaimer on that here!) What I'm wearing: sweater // shoes
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