Getting Ready for Halloween

Temperature has finally cooled, a bit, in San Diego.

Fall is in the air.

Which means -- skeletons, scarecrows, pumpkins and bats have been unpacked...

Trick or Treaters Welcome!

My Happy Place is on a Lake

Lake Winnipesaukee, new addition to my list of favorite lakes!

View from our room at the Lake Motel in Wolfeboro, New Hampshire.

In terms of frequency, opportunity and proximity, I should be labeled a beach gal or a gal that spends a lot of time at the beach.

It is less than 3 miles from our home to the Pacific Ocean.

Plus, I grew up in Southern California, so had easy access to a lot of famous beaches when I was a kid.

While in my twenties and living on the East Coast, in Hingham MA, I was so close to the Atlantic Ocean that I could walk to the ferry to commute by boat to downtown Boston.

Which is a roundabout way of saying I should be a beach gal, right?

Well in terms of amount of time spent near an ocean, then yes, I am definitely a beach gal.

But oh, in my heart of hearts, I am definitely a lake girl.

That is my happy place.

Ask anyone who has spent lake time with me over the years (my husband, our friends in Maine that shared their house with us, our fabulous Finnish family that invited us to vacation with them at a lake house in Finland and our relatives in Massachusetts that live right on a lake).

Once I get in the water I practically have to be be coaxed like a whiny young child to get back out on dry land.

It is just such a zen experience.....floating on the lake, letting your mind wander and drift with the current.

Interrupted by short spurts of energy to paddle around or jump off a floating dock before resuming the basic need to float.

Just float.

Not a care in the world...