My shoulders relaxed the moment we arrived at the cottage. I can't put my finger on it, but there is something about this tiny cabin in the woods that allows me to breathe easy. Every time I step through the front door, happy childhood memories come flooding back. Trips to the cottage have been the highlight of my summer for the past twenty-seven years. My parents started bringing me up to the cottage before I celebrated my first birthday. That's when my love for the outdoors and my appreciation for nature began.
|A huge snapping turtle we came across on an evening hike.|
We spent the May long weekend hiking, canoeing, barbequing and swimming. Henry dipped his fat little toes into Pike Lake for the first time. His reaction surprised me because the water was cold as ice. I thought he'd instantly draw his legs out of the lake and scream, but he didn't. Henry kept his feet in the water and dug his toes into the sand.
|Excited for our morning walk.|
|Henry ready to go canoeing.|
|"Please sir, can I have some smore?"|