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Weekend Lake Trip

J, Frank & I got away for the weekend for a trip up to the Lake House in North Carolina.  The weather was gorgeous, y'all!  Just cool enough to need a warm blanket and fire at night and warm enough in the day to make me smile with anticipation for the Spring!  

 We were really excited/nervous to see how Frank was going to do in another new environment and he did GREAT!  He had the best time.  We went hiking with him, took him up to a HUGE meadow and threw the ball, made sure he could swim (by nudging him in the water ;-) and allowed him off the leash around the house.  He even came to us when we called him!  It was awesome and he was the happiest we've seen him.  


Lake Bound!

He's a hiker...

This is as close as we got to "going swimming"

This place is awesome!

<3

Typical ;-)

 I feel refreshed and so happy that we were able to relax and enjoy ourselves.  We needed a little R&R after a couple of crazy weeks and there is no better place than the gorgeous Lake House.  It's such a great blessing to be able to go!!

"I thank you God for this most amazing day, for the leaping greenly spirits of trees, and for the blue dream of sky and for everything which is natural, which is infinite, which is yes."   --e.e. cummings
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