Lake Tahoe, the First

Summer is here.  And summer means vacation, right?  This year we were blessed to be able to take a longer vacation than normal, and it worked out that we could go just as soon as school was out.

There's something about water, just about any body of water, that speaks to my soul.  Perhaps it's the peaceful movement or the reflection of light, the sound of lapping waves or the sense of cooling refreshment. Whatever it is, there was plenty of it to be had at Lake Tahoe.

The place we stayed was on the northwest shore of the lake in a little town called Homewood.

See that chair there in the corner?  Great place to curl up with a book or take a nap.  

Ask me how I know...

Kimberly and Lindsay enjoyed some quiet reading time in the evenings.

And we never saw a bear on the back patio, though we were warned they like to stroll through that part of the woods.

One of our first excursions was hiking down a mile long trail to visit Vikingsholm.

It has probably been twenty years since I have been there, and I commented to Kimberly and Lindsay that the estate had seemed so much bigger when I was a little girl.  It is still an amazing piece of architecture, built in six months!

After our tour we enjoyed the beach at Emerald Bay...

fought off the geese so we could eat our lunch...

watched the ferry come around the island...

then enjoyed our hike back to the top.

The scenery was so breathtaking, so awe-inspiring, so vividly reminiscent of our God. 

We have an amazing Creator!