This year, what better way to spend it than at Brenna's favorite place; the beach! So we packed a beach blanket and picnic basket and headed out to Lake Huron that morning. This was our first real visit to the beach since we moved to Canada. We've stopped by several times for a quick walk through the waters but never for a full day of fun in the sun. It was a perfect day with the sun shining bright and clear skies, but a bit cool for us. That didn't stop us! We just put jackets on over our swimsuits! Once we got there and got everything situated, it quickly warmed up to about 72 degrees, which still isn't exactly our typical beach weather but it was warm enough to shed our jackets.
We had the whole beach to ourselves! It was just us and a goose who stuck with us the entire day! The lake is gorgeous in the summer with beautiful sparkling blue green water against vibrant clear blue skies. The shore is lined with lush green trees and grass. It was beautiful when I saw it for the first time in early March frozen over and completely covered in snow like a massive plain of white for as far as I could see. I never could have imagined then that it would become so alive and beautiful in a totally different way just a few short months later.
The first thing Brenna wanted to do was go exploring or more specifically, rock climbing. So we headed up the shoreline to climb over the mountains of stone that secured the hills from the water.


Next we tested the water. It was COLD! Not just a little cold, but ice cold! I couldn't get in at all. I very much wanted to be able to get in and enjoy the water together with Brenna. Unfortunately, I'm much to cold natured and I knew if I got in more than to my ankles I'd likely freeze and have to retreat to the car to warm up. It turned out not to be an issue, because even Brenna could only make it up to her knees before she quickly ran back out!

We abandoned the hopes of swimming and turned our attention back to the shore where we spent the rest of our time building sand castles and skipping stones.
In search of the perfect skipping stone!
Break time!















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