For my entire childhood, each summer my family vacationed on Lake Katherine in Minocqua, Wisconsin (no, the name of the lake isn't just a coincidence...). It was quiet and relaxing. We visited the same spots, ate at the same places, and spent most of our time fishing every year. To some it might have appeared monotonous, but to me it was a place to look forward to, a place that I felt truly at home.
I hadn't been back there for many years, and Husband had never been to the area. When we were invited to the nuptials in Madison, I jumped at the idea of taking a few extra days, driving the extra three hours, and enjoying my favorite little town with my favorite person.
We stayed in a hotel in downtown Minocqua ("downtown" being a broad use of the word since the city is quite small and surrounded by water).
In fact, the "downtown" is really just one street, lined with cute shops, a candy store where you can watch them work through the picture window, and one of my favorite restaurants, if only for the name.
"My" lake is actually located in a tiny nearby town called Hazelhurst.
She is the "Queen of the Northern Waters."
This is where I began to learn to swim, where I read for hours while looking up and gazing into her waters, and spent hours fishing with my parents, even catching an almost 40-inch muskie from her depths. I love her.
I hope husband loves her, too.
Sunday, June 17, 2012
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