Cape Cod in the spring...
Austin, Texas at Christmas...
Chicago, anytime but August...
Highway 1 north from San Francisco...
Edinburgh and Perth, Scotland...
York, England...
and #1 so far...Diamond Isle in the middle of Diamond Lake in southwestern Michigan. An aunt and uncle had a home on the island that my family and I visited often. Took a 4-car barge (ferry?) out to the island. My favorite time was in the winter, tho. We drove across the frozen lake to the island. I'd clear a spot so I could skate and pretend I was Barbara Ann Scott. She was a famous figure skater way back when I was a kid and she was my favorite! It was so quiet and peaceful and I loved the early mornings. You could look out over the lake, buried under the snow!, and see the flickering fires where the ice fisherman were camped. The groaning and creaking of the frozen lake was eerie and unsettling but it added to the charm. Hard to imagine that this hushed place was teeming with power boats and sailboats and noise in the summer. Such fond memories.
Next month it's Bar Harbor, Maine, for a week. All this talk about Maine here is making me wish it was now! One of my daughters has always wanted to go to Maine, and she knew I did, so she suggested we team up. She wants to see a moose and I want to wander up the coast into New Brunswick. I know I'll get my wish but will she??
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