Since our friends, Brett and Christa, introduced us to trout fishing in southern Missouri 10 years ago, we have gone several times a year to this little paradise…It’s a feeling when we drive down into Bennett Spring State Park that we are home…it is comfort, it is relaxing, it is total happiness.  We didn’t get to go with Brett and Christa’s family last October for the annual family get together because we were dealing with mom’s death, Aunt Frances’ death and everything that went along with it.  Little did we know that there would not be fishing with Brett this year…I have struggled with going to Bennett this year and so far, we haven’t been there…Although he and I have been there alone and with Katy several times without Brett, I just couldn’t wrap my head around being there without him…turn the page…but I know it was his favorite place on earth and just being there would be like being with him..I truly believe his spirit is up there in campground number 5.

A couple weekends ago, we stumbled upon Diamond Lake which is 25 minutes from our house.  This is a small county lake with a few campsites…one campsite in particular felt like home so we spent some time there earlier this week.  We were right on the lake, with our own fishing jetty, it was the only other place I have been camping that feels like home.

See why it is named Diamond Lake…..

Until next time….