one of my favorite times of year to visit my parents is the summer (my other favorite times are spring, fall, and winter). the trees are green, the farmers market is open, the lake is sparkling, and dinner is enjoyed at the beach. visiting them in the summer really makes me appreciate the landscape in which i grew up. this summer, mom and dad borrowed kayaks from a family friend so i got to go on my first kayak ride. kayak ride? do you go on a kayak ride? maybe it was a kayak trip? we didn't really go far enough for it to constitute a trip, i don't think. anyway, it was delightful. i hadn't been on the lake since my days on the high school crew team and it was great to be back out on the water.
