I was very lucky to go on an overnight trip last week with some blogger pals to Camp Wandawega in Elkhorn, WI. The whole place had my heart from the moment we arrived. I grew up spending weekends at my grandparents’ Minnesota lakeshore home that happened to be outfitted with adorable items they’d owned for decades. Wandawega is like the lake resort version of their cabin, times 1000. Wandawega really felt like a return to one of those happy childhood weekends at Grandma & Grandpa’s. While I’m not as brilliant a photographer is Nicole or Kim or the myriad of other photographers who’ve shot there, here is how I saw Camp Wandawega.
This exists, so let’s never talk about string art again.
“I found this spade,” via Nicole.