If you're reading this you're probably a lake person too, and you've got powerful memories of being at the lake: summers learning to water ski, sleep-away camp, cliff jumping, being at the cabin, the smell of the shady coves and bays, the lazy days melting into warm evenings, and fall after the crowds leave. For me, there's something about the lake that's like nowhere else. I slow down, I generally let go. And when I leave, I take a little of that feeling with me.