Do you ever want to run away to another time and place? That’s where I am right now and this is where I want to be. July, early morning, shore of Bear Island as the sun comes up. Warm, quiet, surrounded by water, birds singing and nothing else. Mmmmmm.
I’m the type of person that needs some sort of motivator when I have to do work that I don’t find particularly enjoyable. I reward myself with things I enjoy doing, like weaving or hooking or knitting. If I vacuum the entire downstairs I let myself enjoy a couple of hours of guilt free crafting. Honestly, if I didn’t do that nothing would get done.
We have been taking long weekends for the month of August. We didn’t really have a vacation this year and found a true need to get away from the shop even if it is for only an extra day a week. In doing so we have tried to designate Mondays as a day to do something we enjoy and is relaxing. With everyone helping us split wood on Sunday we promised a trip to the lake (we would probably have gone rain or shine).
We took one of the islands for our beach for the day and brought Chester and Malcolm. It was overcast but warm and humid, not enough to go swimming but very comfortable sitting on the beach.
When Bill wasn’t on the boat this is what he was doing. Chester’s new favorite game – swimming to fetch. He’s a little obsessed.
It works out well for us in the long run – he does nothing but sleep for two days after a weekend event like this. It’s a win for everyone.
There are days you have to leave everything behind and relax. No canning, no splitting wood, no lawn mowing or weed whacking.
It was a perfect day. When I loaded this photograph my first reaction was wow, is that blue. You know, it really WAS that blue.
And there is nothing the dogs love more than us spending the entire day throwing a tennis ball.
I knew Chester had water dog potential when I saw his huge, webbed feet. He had a bit of a rough start but everyone has to start somewhere.
I’ve been taking him to Percy’s Point on Pelham Lake once a week to fetch his tennis ball in the water there. It’s a great spot, no distractions. It slopes gently into the lake and it’s easy for him to return with his ball. This is a game he has truly learned to love.
This past weekend we took the next step and brought him boating with us. We found one of our favorite beaches in a cove on Harriman Reservoir, getting there early enough to secure it.
The only other thing we needed was a tennis ball. If Chester has a ball there is nothing that will distract him from the game, other dogs, kids, nothing.
We had him fetch for a good hour and a half which he did joyfully. His swimming has improved tremendously and he will fetch a ball thrown quite a ways without hesitation. It’s just what you want in a water dog – of course if we brought the other dogs they would have shown him the ropes.