{"id":592,"date":"2009-08-06T18:56:00","date_gmt":"2009-08-06T18:56:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.ladymacblog.com\/?p=592"},"modified":"2009-08-06T18:56:00","modified_gmt":"2009-08-06T18:56:00","slug":"home-to-the-lake-land","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.ladymacblog.com\/?p=592","title":{"rendered":"Home To The Lake Land!"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"\"<\/a>Home is a place you grow up wanting to leave, and grow old wanting to get back to. ~John Ed Pearce<\/span>
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You barely get into the north and you notice the change in the air. It is so fresh and sweet.\"\"<\/a><\/p>\n

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(My eldest son in Papa’s boat. This was his and my eldest daughters first fishing trip!)\"\"<\/a>(Wild rice field they had to cross to get onto the lake.)
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Happily I feel at ease, a break from the vast expanse of the prairies, as the trees and rocks close in. It is all so familiar, so comfortable, when I return home to lake land.<\/div>\n

\"\"<\/a>(My oldest three on a mini hike with me around the cliffs and trees that I frequented as a child.)<\/div>\n

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This year had a special feeling to it because my older two are now old enough to really get a feel for what it was like for me to grow up in the bush. They have always been eager to hear stories and see where I used to play but this time was different. Both got to go fishing (first time ever) with my Dad, and the fishing stories where large and lovely. \"\"<\/a>My big girl insisted on climbing my favorite tree in Nanny and Papa’s yard. She wept when it was time to leave. ‘Papa calls me a real fishing girl Mom. I love Nanny’s yard it is so different!” shared my big girl. She is now old enough to carry the memories, all her days, of visits to Papa and Nanny’s. My daughter, especially, will never be the same after this last visit.\"\"<\/a><\/div>\n

\"\"<\/a>(My mother’s garden. It used to be a good portion of their seven and a half acres<\/span> and the three large green houses. Now there is one lovely little green house, built by my dad and more lawn then garden. They still keep it well cared for.)<\/div>\n

\"\"<\/a>(My big girl and big boy enjoying the freedom of the farm life!)<\/div>\n

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