On Tuesday last week, my family was enjoy the first night of a quiet camping trip at Trillium Lake. The lake is usually way too packed with throngs of tourists and other campers for our taste, but after kids go back to school, a mid-week camping trip is much more enjoyable. We were one of only a handful of campers. There were almost no boats on the water, and even the normally crowded dam had not even one person fishing from its banks.
That night around midnight the moon rose up over the lake and lit up the fog that hovered over the waters. It was one of the prettiest things I have even been lucky enough to sit and enjoy. The definition of peaceful.
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