Happy Friday friends! I hope your week is finishing well! On Wednesday I took my first southern crossing from Essex to Charlotte for the season, and for thirty quiet minutes the world felt slower again.
Blue water.
Lake air.
Wind in my hair.
A flowy skirt catching the breeze.
No rushing. Just ordinary beauty that restores you slowly.
Afterward, I drove through Vermont with the windows down, sipping my favorite drink — ice water — and marveling at the beauty surrounding all of us.
This is just one of the reasons I love the Lake Champlain region so deeply. As we slowly say goodbye to a very long winter, life here in new ways makes room for wonder, quiet rituals, and the kind of quiet moments of simple beauty and noticing the world around us.
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