Showing posts with label lake. Show all posts
Showing posts with label lake. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Day Trip for Heaven's Walk

Good morning, sweet friends!

Heaven's Walk took a day trip during the weekend.  After church on Sunday morning, we packed a cooler, stuffed beach towels in our beach bag...


...and off we went.


Our local lake is large and beautiful, boasting 99 miles of shoreline
and up to 60 feet deep in some places. The water is always so clear and beautiful.


Homes dotting the shore are an interesting mix of three story mansions
landscaped to the hilt...


to large, historical homes
(this one being one of my favs because it sits right at water's edge and is painted a beautiful, faded sea green)...



to small, quaint, cozy cottages tucked in the trees
(like this one we've always had our eye on for our future beach cottage).


We actually tiptoed around this little treasure one day last summer, knowing that no one lived there.  We sighed and moaned as we peered in the old windows, picturing ourselves tearing down this wall, expanding that room, creating a open-air porch, sanding the original wood flooring, adding beachy white cabinets in kitchen surrounding a marble top island.... (sigh!)

We met the elderly owner one afternoon that same summer. He was a sweet old man spending his years happily in Arizona.  He actually invited us in and took us through the main floor of the house.  Ooohhh!  We loved it!  We could imagine ourselves living in that quaint little beach cottage...so we gave him our name and phone number and left with our fingers crossed. He said that he would "add our name to the list".

Ummmm.....THAT didn't sound very promising.  But we can still hope....

But back to our lake trip....
Quirky boathouses set proudly out in front of these lake cottages - each one built with it's own personality matching the house it guards.


This home sets majestically on the original stonework foundation. Just beautiful!


And then there's Al Capone's house (remember the mobster from years ago?) with the 'Crow's Nest' overlooking it's property.  Al's bodyguards used to live in the Crow's Nest to keep an eye out for trespassers. Lots of stories full of mystery and intrigue surround this historical home.


 And no one can pass by Bay Pointe Inn that nestles regally on the south shore of the lake, without a long gaze.  It's relatively new, the old, original inn being torn down which broke the heart of many local people.  It was just another slice of history to unfortunately disappear from this lake...


But everyone you know can be found at South Shore stores, where you can dock your boat to grab pizza, lattes, ice cream, or various sundries.


We beached the boat for a while at a small, quiet beach so that hubby could do a little fly fishing which he loves to do - and I love watching him.  There's something so elegant and calming about fly fishing...




After catching and releasing a few fish, we continued to motor by another favorite cottage of ours. It is a new home, but built with the wonderful old architectural details that many new homes now lack.

Beautiful farmhouse style home in a beautiful setting... 



Graceful sailboats silently floated by...


....followed by even more graceful swans....


We finally turned our sunburned faces toward home.



Always great to spend a day on the water in the warm sunshine spiffing up your tan and getting your vitamin D therapy...

but always soooo good to be back home again...


Here's to a day of vitamin D therapy for you!

{{ Hugs }} to you!

~ laurie









Sunday, May 23, 2010

A Bend in the Road

What a beautiful morning!
Welcome to Heaven's Walk today!



I decided this morning that a bend in the road can be a really good thing.

 I laced on my fav workout shoes after hopping out of bed to take advantage of this warm, sunshiny morning and grabbed my camera on the way out the door.  I wanted to share a little more of my world with you.




The dogwoods were in full bloom. Beautiful, little puffs of pure,clean, white in the dark green woods. (I tried planting some in our yard last year. Pretty pink Katsuras. But the oh-so-hungry deer ate them right down to the ground. I replaced them with crabapples planted much closer to the house. We'll see how that goes.)


Heading down the first hill brings me to where I hear all the grand old bullfrogs calling to each other (and where I always, for some odd reason, have to sidestep a racoon roadkill...yeah, that's pleasant...and no, I won't share pics with you regarding that issue.)

Heading up the other side of the hill, a pair of Canadian geese were honking and looking for the perfect spot to nest their eggs, leaving a small, steady wake behind them as they made their way across the pond.


I pass by wide open fields surrounded by old, broken fences and forgotten grapevines...



...newly planted wheat fields and far off lakes...


...and big, statuesque trees hugging green meadows.


Beautiful rolling farmland...



...that seemed to go on forever.


When I see 'the glen', as I call it, I know I'm close to my most favorite view along the way.


I can see the lake through the trees and huff and puff my way up the big hill to the top.  My calf muscles burning as they carry me up to where the wind catches my breath and my whips my hair...


where tidy little lakeside cottages are tucked in among the trees.


And there.....Shimmer Lake greets me.  


Beautiful, isn't it?  That's not the true name of this lake, but when I saw it for the first time, I knew it deserved a much more appropriate name. I always love how the morning sun shimmers and sparkles in the breeze. The deep blue sky reflecting in it's depth. Mesmerizing. I'm in love with it. Total eye candy for this country gal pining to see water outside her windows once again. It's a peaceful, quiet lake. I never see anyone out on it. Someday, I'd love to build a quaint little summer cottage on it's shore...


...nestled along the trees somewhere with a grand view of the peaceful, sparkling bay.


I know I've lingered long enough when drivers passing by crane their necks to stare at the crazy woman with the wild hair standing in the field, staring off in the distance. "Crazy as a jaybird!" I'm sure they're thinking.


So I turn to head back home - but grab one more photo of my little lake, promising to return tomorrow morning to gaze and dream some more...

So at the bend in my road, there is my lake.

Shimmer Lake.  

A little piece of heaven that holds a special place in my heart.

I pray that there is a Shimmer Lake in the bend in your road today....

~ laurie