Ten days ago I started my most recent great adventure. Today, I’m back in the chair where I perform my day job. Frankly, I’m wishing I was out there; in the Adirondacks, at the park with the kiddos, enjoying the last of the summer wines and living large in this big, beautiful world.
At my desk.
Contented, but also longing for more.
Can you be both contented and longing? Somehow in my head, it works for me.
I had a great time away last week, and when that was done hubs and I spent the weekend with a couple of cute guys who are under 4 ft tall. They are hilarious, full of vim and vigor, and ready to switch gears at a moment’s notice. The pace those boys set for us was vastly different from that I experienced on my journey north with the ladies. The boys are all “let’s do that!” and “can we go over there?” and “where is Jingle Bells?” She’s our outside house cat.
Yes, we are the contrarians of NEPA!
I thought I might share with you a couple pictures of the places I went and the things I saw while absent from the desk and chair last week.
This “beauty” was growing along the shore of Schroon Lake when we visited there.
Pretty, hunh? The red veins reaching out from the center of that flowere look like blood, don’t they? Striking! Schroon Lake was a sleepy place last week, which suited us just fine. We loved that we could drive alongside the lake’s edge without having to fight traffic. Doing that reminded me of my childhood, when we would drive up to Seneca Lake with my gramps. I always enjoyed riding along as he drove, the water at our side.
I like to look at water and take pictures of lakes and oceans, and I like to kayak on small lake and ponds, but I don’t like motor boating. I blame my gramps for that. He always drove too fast when I was in his boat. His lake of choice, Seneca Lake, is big and can be choppy, but the worst experience I ever had in a boat was when we went on the St. Lawrence River while staying in Canada. Ugh. Sitting in that boat and staring down into those deep and dark waters for what seemed like hours freaked me out. As a tween, I was terrified of falling into them and getting wrapped up in the vegetation that grew there.
I had an active imagination then, as I do now.
Since we were in the Adirondacks, of course we saw this on the mini golf course we passed by as we headed out of the area.
We enjoyed our visit to Schroon Lake, and were impressed with all the waterways that at available in New York State. So. Much. Water! Who knew?!Do you like the water? What thrills, spills, or chills have you experienced while visiting your favorite lake?