The great Great Lakes

Those of us who live on the Great Lakes know how very great they really are.

We have learned to respect their incredible power.

We know how just a glimpse of the lake can relax muscles, clear a mind, make one breathe deeper.

We have experienced hours of free fun and made countless memories on their shores and we: beach combing (my daughter Martha and I just spent a couple of hours searching for sea glass this weekend!), body surfing, sailing, playing bags, paddle boarding, kayaking, drinking beer while catching a tan with friends.

We set our directions by the lake. (East has always been Lake Michigan for me.)

And we know they are so large that you can't see across* them, no matter how hard you squint.

Just like Niagara Falls, the Grand Canyon, or Mammoth Cave, unless you've visited the Great Lakes region, you can't fully grasp how great they truly are.

I'm so blessed to call the gorgeous HOMES** region of the Midwest home!

* - I travel across Lake Michigan multiples times each summer and can't help but marvel each time I'm in the middle of the lake and there's no land to see! What an incredible sight!

** - HOMES is an acronym for Great Lakes Huron, Ontario, Michigan, Erie, and Superior.

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