The Lake
>> Wednesday, April 20, 2011
We Sabbes love the lake. For several years we would join a group of Mr. Sabbe's best high school friends for an annual Fourth of July lake outing, which always included fried chicken, an extra special mix CD featuring Lee Greenwood, and one or two third degree sunburns. I remember floating on a raft with Mr. Sabbe when I was a junior in college. Our friend's boat was anchored in a cove surrounded by some great lake front properties. There was one called Sunnydale. We decided that day, one day, we would live on a Sunnydale. And every time I mention never wanting to leave the city, Mr. Sabbe reminds me of that.
The lakes up here are different. Where we're from, lakes are muddy, but warm. Up here, the lakes are gorgeous, crystal blue, and absolutely freezing. If I never wanted to get in the water, I would pick northeastern lake front properties, hands down. But we're not much for spectating...