My Wife
My daughter
The once a year Mornings and evenings at Rock Lake. Mirror smooth water, surrounded by jagged peaks, in colors ranging from dark grey to rust red. Sunsets to die for.
The trout there are eager and willing to take my offerings.
I feel closer to God there than anywhere else. To me it is heaven on earth. Just seeing it has made me cry. Never have I known such peace in my soul, as when I spend time at this small lake. I will sorely miss it when my time comes.