The Lake

[lydamorehouse]

It's Tuesday already, and I leave for WorldCON on Thursday.  I can feel the panic-mode beginning to rev up.  At least we had a lovely, relaxing weekend up at our friends' cabin.


You can't tell from this picture, but the water was actually very cold.  Even so, we braved it nearly every day, except Saturday when it was so cloudy that the entire family (including Mason!) crashed out for a long afternoon nap.  We stayed Monday, an extra day, which was nice, as it was very sunny.  In fact, I managed to get a bit of a sunburn on my face. 

We chased some leopard frogs around, but never caught any. 

Mason and I went kiyaking twice, both times he insisted on bringing along a book:


I don't care what you say, I think this means we're raising him RIGHT.  :-)

Okay, now I'm off to the kitty food store because my poor babies gobbled up everything in sight and Mother Hubbard's cupboards are bare.  I think if I don't go soon, my toes will be omnommed. (Hmm, never considered if nom verbized would have two "m"s or just one.  Is there a standard out there?)

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words on the water

[(Anonymous)]

Took my younger brother camping through N. Minnesota back when he was still in middle school and I in a job with paid vacation time. Rented a boat and went out fishing a couple of times, because he liked it, though I had no clue where to fish, and we didn't catch anything.

Some years later, I told him I'd gone trout fishing in Nevada during a pottery workshop. "Oh yeah?" he asked, "What book were you reading?"

Frank

Re: words on the water

[lydamorehouse]

You're a man after Mason's heart, that's for sure!