A hiding place
There is a sandy beach around a lake. When it is dark, you can sit on a swing and watch the lights shining on the other side. It is so peaceful. The first time I went there, I was with my second son. It was warm and sunny. We had had a frantic day at the park and we were ready to go back to our hotel. On the middle of the way, we stopped there. He played on the sand and ran after the ducks. I just took it all in. On this trip, I remember that I told him that we should take snapshots of moments like these to keep with us, and take a glance at them when things look real bad. The beach overlooking Crescent Lake is one of them.
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