Once More to the Lake

Once More to the Lake by E.B. White was one of my father's favorite essays. I usually have a photo of a grandchild on my computer desktop, but yesterday I got such a longing to go to the lake that I put a photo of it on the desktop. East Grand Lake is on the border between Maine and New Brunswick. We bought a lot on it for $1000 35 years ago. At first we tented on it, with a portable toilet hidden in the bushes; later we went up only for the day. Some years ago we got a trailer and then five years ago our son built a cabin. It is a most magical, soul-soothing spot.