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Memories of the Lake Shore House 🏡

In my Thanksgiving post, I mentioned how my parents used to own a house down by the lake that they let my boyfriend and I stay in on winter weekends, until it was sold that following summer. I thought I would share some of my very favourite photos and moments from our time at the house.

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On Remembrance Day

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
    That mark our place; and in the sky
    The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
    Loved and were loved, and now we lie,
        In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
    The torch; be yours to hold it high.
    If ye break faith with us who die

We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

Poem by John McCrae