Greg and I spent the morning of 4th of July on our kayaks. It was such a memorable day - the weather was breezy and in the 70's, the lake a calm sheet of glass. The only sounds were the birds singing, the squirrels chattering, the chipmunks rustling in the woods and the soft sounds of our kayak paddles lapping the water.
I love to wonder what's lurking beneath the lily pads.
A sleepy turtle sunning himself on a fallen log in the lake.
2 baby racoons taking a little swim from shore.
Fresh air, blue skies dotted with fluffy white clouds and spending the day with my husband - I can't think of anything better than this.