

Ahhh, I will miss you Atwood. This Saturday it's back to college and back to the grinding stone. I'll miss the sound of the boat motars humming on the water...
... my Grandma and Aunt Bernie telling stories of years past...
... different relative and friend visitors stopping by...
... the sound of the water lapping against the dock
... the smell of the pine trees on a hot summer day
... the sound of the rain tapping gently against the cabin roof...
... the bird song in the morning...
... sailing the Snarky and Day Glo on a breezy day...
I have a few little summer stories yet to tell, if I have the time to tell them.
I'd like to continue my blog, though the summer is almost over and gone. That's why I think I'll rename it "Atwood Strawberry: Little Views into the Life of a College Girl." I'll wait until summer is completely over until I make the transition.
Oh, and I almost forgot. I never really told anyone where, exactly, Atwood Lake is. Here is a link to a map of it, out in Eastern Ohio:
http://maps.google.com/maps?f=s&utm_campaign=en&utm_source=en-ha-na-us-bk-gm&utm_medium=ha&utm_term=google%20map
and it's own website:
http://www.mwcdlakes.com/atwood.htm

So cool....
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