It was a wonderful week. A little rain gave us a little more time to just hang out. But afternoon storms cleared for gorgeous, summer evenings that allowed Will and I to spend hours on the dock fishing. We caught more fish this week than we have all vacations combined. But the number of fish was irrelevant. The smile on Will's face was worth it all.
The only smile that compared was the smile on Hunters face when we pulled in the driveway this afternoon.
We all miss the lake 357 days a year. There is no place we'd rather spend our time. The countdown to next year has begun! So until then, good night Blue Ridge.
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