In August, my husband and I were fortunate enough to take a couple of days after my mother’s funeral for a respite at Lake Chelan, Washington. There’s something so calming about staying on the lake shore, as I’ve written before (see here and here) Maybe because when I am by a lake I remember my childhood vacations I took on Coeur d’Alene Lake and Priest Lake in Idaho.
I love the ocean more than lakes, but the constant roar of the surf suggests a wildness that most lakes do not have. Lakes are more tranquil.
Lake Chelan was peaceful in the morning.
And equally peaceful in the evening.
In between, it was lovely. The haze was caused by forest fires, but they weren’t close enough to bother us. And the lake itself was so clear we could see the big trout swimming.
When have you taken a respite from your worries?