Lake House

Sunshine filters through the trees, hitting the ground in golden spots of warmth, a soft warm breeze blows over my skin. My eyes watch the dancing insects play in the air. They bounce up and down in the bright sun, and if they could, I'm sure they'd be laughing. The splish, splash sound of the water comes from behind as I sat down on the porch . The hard wood beneath me smells of old and new; love and friendship, with a touch of sadness. Sadness at leaving this beautiful place.

Beyond that, the grand-children of all ages play. Laughing and running around, enjoying the warm sun their sounds reach my ears. As I laid there looking into the beautiful sky I over heard loud engines of the boats and jet skis passing by. People of all ages were tubing and skiing. This place has a lake front view and a park on the island in the middle of the lake. There is a speed boat and a jet ski to enjoy the daily activity. At this place you are always happy and have a smile on your face. Some things that I enjoy doing are: Fishing, swimming, and boating. I go to this place to get away and relax.

Besides from the activities, there is a lady that is always in the kitchen cooking a home cooked meal and giving us ice cream before dinner. There is also a man that is either mowing the lawn or take us on boat rides. This man loves fishing and long bike rides he is always there when I need him. At this place it is fun during the day and also fun at night. When night falls you can catch me sitting by a wood burning fire and making smores we also like telling each other ghost stories.

There is always so much do here it is a place away from home and everyone is welcome to this special place. This is my little grandma and papa house it is located in Irish Hills Michigan and they live on a private lake called Lake Somerset. They have lived there for twelve years and I have been going there since. This place is the place I can call my second home away home.

I began playing in the sunlight of just-before noon, savoring the warming rays, as I ran to catch my cousins . I heard the voice that puts a smile on my face every time. It was the voice of my grandmother she would say " hurry children you must be getting hungry. I thought for a minute as I tried to catch my breath that it's almost time for lunch, and I can feel my own stomach growling softly. I was having so much fun running around in ht The smell of roasting hotdogs and burning wood smelled so

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I could help to hurry up and eat I wanted to get back to gazing at this beautiful place. As I sat around the fire eating hotdogs and chips. I could feel the warmth of the fire and

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