Ever since I returned home from my lake vacation, I can’t help but notice how empty my world is without having the lake in front of me on a daily basis. I miss the lake! I enjoyed walking near the water, hearing the sounds of the lake and it’s inhabitants – watching the fish jump out of the water, the mud hens pecking the algae on the docks, and the blue herons keeping watch nearby before flying away to an unseen destination. I also really enjoyed watching and hearing all the boats – bass boats, dual engine boats, run-abouts and even the wave runners, wishing so badly I had my boat with me so we could also play in the lake.
It’s been on my mind so much that I decided to do a comparison between the apartment I rent during the week and the condo I resided in at the Lake of the Ozarks.
Condo Lake Life
At the lake I could step outside onto the carpeted lake-themed deck and instantly start enjoying the view. As I looked over my left shoulder I saw a circle of women surrounding an outdoor table by the pool as they drank their alcoholic beverage of choice and chatted about their day.
As I panned my vision toward the dock, I watched the mallard ducks dive after the fish scraps in the lake as the various fisherman cleaned their fish. From a distance I could hear the deep rumble of a 40 foot boat approach as they jetted down the lake and under the bridge to the main channel. From the other direction, I watched bass boat drivers fly by in their zest to get to the next fishing spot for the day. While gazing at the shoreline across the channel, I heard the hum of the trucks and cars as they went over the lake on the Grand Glaize bridge and all the while I could feel at peace and in harmony with the world around me.
Apartment City Life
At my apartment, I slide open one of the 2 doors and face a small group of trees. Not bad, but it’s not the lake view either. I chose this apartment so I could be as close to nature as possible. Every night when I come home from work, I hear the robins flitting about the branches and the squirrels chattering to each other as they run up and down the big trees. In the all too close distance, I hear a train horn blare as it rumbles down the tracks. The neighbors children play outside on their playground equipment laughing and having a good time. I see the traffic on the road near the complex and watch the cars drive in and out of the parking lot.
It’s not quite the same being back in reality. The lake has a way of calling my name every time I’m away. Whenever the temperatures start to climb, even slightly into the 40s and I know there is a thawed lake nearby, my heart yearns to take a drive and pull up a lawn chair on the shoreline, just to hear the waves lap up on shore.
I think most lake people have similar pulls on them and wish they could be at a beautiful lake year round too. In the coming months, I hope to bring more lake videos and adventures as I share them with my family and friends. I want to bring the lake to you, if you can’t make it to a lake yourself.
Hopefully in time, we can all find a way to pack up our belongings and move into the lake house of our dreams!