Yesterday I was flying from Boston to Portland, Oregon, for a conference. I looked out the window and saw a cluster of very blue lakes and several islands. I knew this place. I've swam in those lakes, camped in those woods, and sat on those sandy beaches.
Matt and I have been talking about what our dreams are lately. One of mine is to camp in those woods, swim in those lakes, and sit on those beaches with children of our own.
Anyone else know this place as soon as you saw it? Is it woven into your memories too?