There is nothing like a Michigan summer. I’ve spent part of the summer there for six of the last nine years, sometimes for just a few days and sometimes for months at a time. It’s a magical place and I was happy to be back again this summer, staying on the same peninsula as last year, this time with a few additional friends. We canoed, cooked, swam, overslept, and generally forgot about all our worries back home. For the next few days, I’ll be sharing some memories of those lazy lakeside days.