The beginning of our vacation was filled with a bit more activity, as dad needed to head back to Chicago for work mid-week. We spent our last day together taking the ferry over to Washington Island to visit a lavender farm and the infamous Schoolhouse Beach. It's a rock beach, with the most perfect round, light grey stones you've ever seen. We were laughing at the families, spreading out their towels, lying along the rocky shoreline. Ouch.
Ever since we were young, we've collected heart shaped rocks for my mom. She has a few bowls at home overflowing with rocks of all sizes. I'm personally not a collector of traditions, but I do love little family traditions that are easy to carry on into future years. I'm excited for my kids to participate someday!
I felt like a kid again, mom and dad planning the day while I sat in the back seat. I think there's something incredibly life-giving about going back to the way you lived in the past, even if only for a day or two. Vacation is the perfect excuse to let fond memories thaw and come alive once again. A blissful break from the normal.
After a day of trekking up and down the peninsula, we were ready for a quiet evening. We jumped in our swimsuits and enjoyed a mid-evening hot tub session. Lake Michigan whitefish was on the menu for dinner with chocolate cake for dessert.
And now, time for the best season of the year! Autumn, ready for ya.