On the way home, my husband wanted to visit a venue he would be photographing a wedding at in a couple of days. It was a historic old inn and restaurant on the shore of Canadarago Lake. Quiet and peaceful with a huge local colorful history, I could imagine the happiness of the bride and groom as they say their wedding vows looking out over this tranquil lake from the raised deck. When we have more time, I would like to come back and explore this lake by kayak or canoe, early morning or late evening when the animals and birds are active and the people are not. But for now, standing on the deck, smelling the damp earth and the clean water, feeling the crisp breeze and the warm sunshine on my skin, listening to insects humming in the trees, I feel content.