My favorite place is no longer an option. It was a cabin up north on a good sized lake. There were woods, and two lakes. The cabin was on a big lake but if it was really windy and the parents were worried about the waves we could walk though the woods to the other much smaller lake that was nearby. It was always much calmer. My favorite activities were many. Most involved water. Swimming, canoeing, practice life saving skills, ( we loved running off the dock fully clothed and taking our clothes off in the water and blowing up our jeans to use as life preservers) tipping the canoe over and righting it while in the water, climbing back in. Swimming out to the pontoon and playing board games or cards. If we still had the cabin I’d love to go swimming. Lakes are so much better than pools. And I’d love to paddle the canoe out early morning when the loons are out. As it is though. It got to be too much. So my biggest activity now is reading on the deck during nice days.

Soon To tell the truth, will be on. Are you good at picking out who’s telling the truth or can liars get you too?