The wonders of spring at the lake: flowing water, budding trees, a pair of loons, the smell of fresh mown grass, songbirds, and the occasional float plane. It was the perfect spring evening. Dad and I put the boat in the water and then went for a ride down to the other end of the lake. The sun was beginning to set, the breeze was cool enough for my favorite sweatshirt, and the full moon was rising in the eastern sky.
A bit of heaven on earth.
I am so thankful.
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