It’s called Pinecrest and if you haven’t heard me talk about it…. we’re probably not friends.
This is where the wonderful Barth Family Cabin is and oh I have missed it the past couple of years.
Now normally, (normally as in, in my childhood years) most of my siblings would come but they all decided to grow up, have families, and that jazz. Therefore, I got to invite two of my very best friends, Ms. Venice-Slim-My-Roommate-Practically-Perfect-In-Every-Way-Ada and Mr. Andy-Roo-Boy-Who-Lights-Up-My-Life-Tyler.
We went cliff-jumping…..
Hiking….
Yosemite-ing….
Tanning….
Sandcastle Making…
Cuddling…
Nerts-Playing…
Logging…. (way harder than it looks)
Boat Driving….
Marshmallow-roasting….
Among other things… My roommate and I looking at Pinecrest Lake
3 of my favorite people.
This boy that I sort of maybe like….. a lot.
And the Crew.
Sometimes I'm sad that I grew up. Wish I could have been there.
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