I have some horses you can ride and there are several creeks, ponds and even a small lake on the land.
The goal of our offered summer sojourn was described as a seasonal cabin on a small lake in near Wolfboro, New Hampshire.
Across the lake, the beginning glow of from the late summer sun broke through the low clouds, signaling an end to the rain.
It was a short distance from Surry Mountain Lake and park, and about seven mile from our recently established office in town.
Howie located a Salt Lake City missing girl of twelve, hidden in the loving care of a distant aunt.
Lake Erie sits north of Ohio for a long stretch so to get into Canada going east; he'd enter in New York State, around Niagara Falls.
The gravel road led past a small subdivision, then a few individual houses and small but beautiful Lake Lenoir, before climbing into the open and leading to a beautiful panorama of the Uncompahgre Valley and the snow-capped mountains to the west.
"Drop them at the lake and hang out for a bit," Gabriel said.
She went to the edge of the lake and peered into it.
Sometimes even she had put one in her pocket and forgotten to drop it in the lake for weeks.
What if the lake cracked, too, and the souls went the other way, out of the underworld and into the mortal realm?
She touched the water of the lake and groaned.
"She thinks the Lake of Souls cracked the same way the sky did," Cora said in excitement.
The lake was placid.
Or cast myself into the Lake of Souls.
And the Lake of Souls?
The bottom of the lake glowed with souls.
He stopped beside her, gaze on the lake that glowed green in the quiet night.
Deidre was breathless and upbeat when the lake came into view over an hour later.
The lake glowed like it was radioactive.
She stopped a dozen meters before the edge of the forest, wondering if there was any sort of hazard in being so close to whatever it was causing the lake to be green in the first place.
At intervals the trees lost their icy covering, and the bulrushes and underbrush were bare; but the lake lay frozen and hard beneath the sun.
In places the shore of the lake rises abruptly from the water's edge.
Their house stands near a charming lake where we went boating and canoeing, which was great fun.
Every morning, before lesson-time, we all go out to the steep hill on the northern shore of the lake near the house, and coast for an hour or so.
I am glad, though, that it is nearly time to put away my books; for the sunshine and flowers, and the lovely lake in front of our house are doing their best to tempt me away from my Greek and Mathematics, especially from the latter!
It is almost no effort for me to row around the lake, no matter how heavy the load may be.
And, when July comes, you can think of me as rowing my dear ones around the lovely lake in the little boat you gave me, the happiest girl in the world!...
What company has that lonely lake, I pray?
Nothing so fair, so pure, and at the same time so large, as a lake, perchance, lies on the surface of the earth.
Flint's, or Sandy Pond, in Lincoln, our greatest lake and inland sea, lies about a mile east of Walden.
This is my lake country.
Perhaps it might be called Yellow Pine Lake, from the following circumstance.
It was a lake of rainbow light, in which, for a short while, I lived like a dolphin.
When this bar is gradually increased by storms, tides, or currents, or there is a subsidence of the waters, so that it reaches to the surface, that which was at first but an inclination in the shore in which a thought was harbored becomes an individual lake, cut off from the ocean, wherein the thought secures its own conditions--changes, perhaps, from salt to fresh, becomes a sweet sea, dead sea, or a marsh.