Sometimes a body just has to get away. It doesn’t have to be a fancy cruise or a week long vacation either. Sometimes it makes a world of difference to just load the family up in the car and take off and spend a day somewhere beautiful. So that’s what we did. And even the trip is a kind of vacation, because the scenery is absolutely beautiful this time of year…
As often as we can, we like to go to the lake and spend the day exploring, getting our feet wet and just taking in the beauty of God’s creation. It’s amazing what a little time away from all the hustle and bustle will do for a person’s spirit. I sometimes just sit for the longest time and look out over the water…
Once while we were out, it started raining. Not a downpour, just a gentle rain that you could barely even hear, and I loved it! I love rain and storms anyway – I’m one of those weird people who gets a major mood lift when there are storms. This particular time, I happened to a get a picture and it reminded me of that old Don Gibson song, Stars On The Water. Looking at this picture, I can see where they came up with that…
Of course, the rain drove us under the cover of a picnic shelter so we figured we’d just go ahead and have lunch while we were there. We started unpacking the van and getting our items out when suddenly, we were being dive-bombed by a pair of birds! I started to pay attention and looked around and there in the corner of the shelter was a little mud nest where some baby swallows had recently hatched.
Anytime we got near the nest, the mommy and daddy birds would have a fit and fly by, as close as they could get to us, letting us know they wanted us to get away from those babies! So we set up shop at the other end of the shelter and they eventually realized we meant no harm and settled down.
The kids favorite meal to have when we’re grilling out is hot dogs, so that’s what we had that day. We’d brought charcoal, so the hubby went about getting everything ready and grilling up the perfect dogs while I sat out some chips and homemade sweet tea we’d made at home and brought with us.
Oh, if we had a nickle for every time we’ve grilled hot dogs at a lake, campground or park! We’d be rich! <smile> It seems like such a trivial thing, but really, it’s a big deal. I’ve always said on days like this, we’re “making memories”, and that’s it. One day, these outings will be stories our children will tell their children as they’re grilling up hot dogs at their own site on the lake or river. And I know they’ll be sure to tell the part where Mom loved her hot dogs one of three ways…burnt, burnt or burnt 🙂 !  I can’t help it, it’s just the way I am. And my wonderful hubby always obliges with the perfect dog…
I can’t wait to do it all over again!
Thanks for stopping by, once again, and have a blessed day. Remember to smile!
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