Home to Me...

I have lived here almost half of my life. I am at perfect peace here. It's like my soul finds comfort from the water.


I have the same type of relationship with my house. I love my house. I can never imagine living anywhere else.

I couldn't even tell you how many hours I have spent on this porch next to a fire in our firepot. It is our family place on summer evenings. We roast marshmallows, talk and stay warm. I love fires. I never grow tired of sitting by one and watching the sun go down.

This is the view from my front porch.

This is our dock. I love to sit on the bench at the end with Tim and enjoy a cup of coffee on weekend mornings. I hit tennis balls as hard as I can off of the end of it and our black lab Cooper runs all the way down the dock and jumps off into the water to get bring them back. We also catch a lot of fish off of it!

All of my children were born and raised on this lake. They have known each neighbor since they were small children. They are as tied to it as I am. I cannot wait to wrap Sophia in a blanket and hold her close to me on my porch next to a warm fire. I cannot wait for her to become as much of a part of this place as we are.