If it’s a summer day in late August then I hope we are camping at the lake. If it’s that time of August when the wind is picking up and there is a taste of Autumn’s chill on the air then I am probably siting in a camping chair by the lake, fishing pole in hand …
I’m not the kind of person who enjoys springtime. I know, I know I sound like a tulip hating monster but I just love winter time and snow days and Christmas nights and my North Face snow boots so much. Every year as March starts to dawn and the days get a little less chilly …