I’m on vacation this week, on our annual visit to the shores of Lake Erie.
I’ve been to this cottage most summers since the early 1980’s, and I’ve *never* seen the lake this high before. Our beach is now a lagoon, and I can feel the waves crashing against the break wall when I wake up in the morning.
Still, I love the lakeshore. The feel of water that stretches out to the horizon, the scent of the wind, the rhythm of the waves. It restores my spirit.
I’m taking the week off, and I’ll be back next week with more recipes. See you then!