One less regret

The weekend was a glorious and glowing gift, despite the double losses for the Hawks and a heartbreaker for the Bears. I managed to spirit Steve to New Buffalo for two days of escape, and of course, the dogs were the second (and third) party beneficiaries.

In my last musing here, I lamented the fact that I was not as generous with Lake Michigan as I might be with the dogs. Ta Da! I already fixed it!

This weekend, I had a chance to let the girls frolic; Mabel does the heavy lifting of swimming and fetching, and Milly greets her with ear bites and tries to steal the tennis ball. They both rejoice in the sand and water. Milly carries far more sand in her fur, and we paid for our generosity when we slept in a sand bar created by our pups.

Soon the leaves will free fall, and the skies will hold clouds and snow. But I have good recall, and this weekend is etched in my spirit. I share these little glimpses into Lake Michigan so that you can share in the bounty. Or maybe to inspire you to get into a car and find a place where trees dance and dazzle before they wither. If you cannot make time- borrow my view and enjoy the beach. You won't have to smell wet dogs or sleep in their sand. My Harvest gift to you!