Peace

We hadn't really fully unpacked Abby from our last trip, but we spent yesterday morning repacking the things we'd taken out. (I told Ryan that maybe in five or six seasons, we'll have a full set of everything we need that just lives in the RV permanently and all we'll have to add is food. Ha!) 

A little before noon, we drove off, and in two shakes of a lamb's tail, we were at our destination. We made the best decision in arriving at the campground ON Labor Day...the same day everyone else went home. We drove past all the permanently placed campers and found our spot all by itself, nestled up against the lake.

Did you hear me? THE LAKE!!!! We are right on the water, my friends. 

I have so many pictures, but I couldn't get them to transfer to my computer, so I'll circle back to show you more later. Meanwhile, this is our view. We backed Miss Abby right up to the lake and parked our camping chairs right there where we can look out over the water.

We cooked over the campfire, took bike rides and walks through the park, and when the sun set, we had this beautiful view:

Ahhhhh.

Because this is more of a resort campground the WiFi signal is strong (vs. being off the grid entirely like we have been the last couple of times) and I was able to sit down and scrapbook for a while. It was so heart-filling.

And late at night, Ryan stirred up the campfire, and we sat by the water, looking at a dark sky full of bright stars. We listened to fish flipping in the water and frogs somewhere in the distance.

So peaceful. So needed.

Sitting beside the water reminded me of all those years I had the chance to enjoy lake life each summer. It reminded me of all the lessons I learned while studying my Bible beside the water. It reminded me of the refreshment I always felt when I went back home - peppered with sadness because I was going back home, of course. 

Looking forward to more of that in this weekend of ours. Looking forward to lake-life-peace.