The Cottage is just beautiful this time of year. It's beautiful year round but I tend to prefer the green to the white.
But I wake up early in the morning and everything is just GLOWING green, and the sunlight sparkles on the lake, which is like a mirror. My only wish is that I were up there alone, because as much as I love my grandparents, they're driving me completely batshit insane. My grandmother sometimes stops talking for a few seconds when she's eating or asleep, and is a complete control freak. She even tries to control your thoughts by twisting words to affect you a certain way. THAT, and while she's very good at forgiving her own