I start to get antsy.
I start to get crabby.
I start to hear those darn "Pure Michigan" commercials on the radio, promising white sand and clear waters.
I need to head North!
Fresh air. A warm fire. Sandy beaches. Clear blue water.
Mama catching some extra snuggles in the cottage with E Lo.
Daddy and The Bug warming up by the fire.
Jake, wondering when he'll get to fetch. 50 degrees and rainy doesn't stop him.
The Big Lake is the perfect playground for a labby.
Dance-off in the sand.
The dunes are the ultimate playground.
The weather surely will be warmer the next time we head North. If not, we'll build another fire, toast some s'mores, and enjoy not looking at our watches!
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Looks like you had a great time as always!
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