And so we’re working on rebuilding our village, a village with a few satelite campuses scattered throughout the country, but more importantly a local village that will continue to walk with us through all that life continues to hand us.
The last time we visited Big Bend, the western region wasn’t even on our radar. Because of the government shutdown, […]
This time last year I was desperately trying to hold onto the dreams that I had for our Christmas vacation. […]
But of all the lakes I have visited over the years, my family’s move to Southwest Michigan instilled a love for Lake Michigan that continues to grow despite the miles of separation.
When bedtime stories were finally read and we were able to relax outside with the kids comfortably in bed, it was fair to say that even after a long day of driving for Jeff and a long day of sitting and waiting for the rest of us, we had made the most of our Missouri stop. If all Missouri State Parks were as good as Sam A. Baker, we were sold.
Arkansas is lovely, something we didn’t really discover until our spring break camping trip just months before, but the walk to the lake helped to highlight what stops at roadside RV parks never revealed: the natural beauty of the whole state. For three years we had questioned the nickname “The Natural State,” but once we were off of the interstate, we finally understood why people in Texas headed directly east for vacations: there is genuine natural beauty that rivaled what we had seen on trips through Tennessee and Kentucky. It was too overcast for a true sunset, but the mist hovered over the lake in wispy clouds that only slightly obscured the darkening pine-covered shoreline.