Last week I showed photos of my trip up north. It got me thinking about my time I've spent up north throughout the years. I'm not sure if it was the company I kept or the wooded, secluded atmosphere up there, but it seemed much more relaxing and fun than our weekends as of late at our campground.
The last few years, however, have been "down south", you might say (that is... south of "the cities"). I haven't made it up north in quite a few years. I forgot how much I loved it. I forgot all the fun it was and how relaxing every minute was. I know we have all the same opportunities down here, but it truly is not the same. I'm not sure what it is...
Whatever it is, I wish I could bottle it up and bring it home with me.
What's your favorite memory of "up north"?