My husband spent his childhood summers on this lake. Now our children bike the same paths, get ice cream at the same stand, decorate their bikes for the same parade. I cannot begin to tell you how much we love this place.


The Rinky Dinks is a boys' club at the lake - celebrating their 87th year. My husband used to be one of those boys. Will wants to move there when he turns 9 so he can join.

The kids loved being with all their cousins... so wished we lived closer.

Family.

Just the cousins... why do I even try? Peter is in an anti-camera phase.

Mark is renting a house in the village this summer... "Please let us live with Uncle Mark!"
It was nearly impossible to leave... for all of us.