It’s hard to believe that just a week ago we were at the lake, gazing at the full moon to our hearts content.
Having piles of ‘cousins’
and more piles of ‘cousins’
and sunset cruises with fancy cheese & crackers & sausage and the occasional Barbie doll.
The week our friend Will was offered his Granny’s cabin at the lake this year was the week that happened to have the Fourth of July in the middle of it. Will and Mollie were kind enough to extend the invitation to us as well as a few other friends. Granny’s cabin was a full house at the lake on the Fourth of July.
I brought my home made Fourth of July flair, remnants of an old dress I had made myself in college for the Fourth. I realized the dress didn’t quite fit the way it used to, but I still wanted it around, so voila, I just made it into a banner to hang on the front porch on Patriotic holidays.
The fabric reminded me of the old tv show, Love American Style. I vaguely remember watching that show with my parents, but I do remember it. Does that make me of a certain vintage? I think it does.
We hung it from the canopy on the pontoon boat, so we’d have holiday flair. We also had a smaller flag off the bow and a large flag on a pole towards the rear of the boat. With the exception of the boat that had red, white & blue bunting in light form, we definitely had one of the most decorated boats on the Lake.
We had flair, oh yes we did.
Edie got to try her hand for a few moments at the wheel one evening when the lake was quiet.
She did a great job and was pretty proud of herself.
Abigail and Teal came down, as did Booty and Elizabeth. We had met Elizabeth previously and I realized I knew her from around town, so it was good to spend some real time with her, since you know, Booty is part of the extended bromance.
You know how sometimes you see a couple and you can just see that they just fit together? Booty and Elizabeth are like that. To see that she totally just gets him was even better. And she showed up with cake.
She had me at cake.
The fireworks over the water were beautiful. They were set off at a point just on the other side of the little cove the cabin is tucked away in, so we only had to go out about 50 feet or so in the boat to see them. We didn’t have to enter the lake at all to see them, we just stayed in the cove.
It was one of those old fashioned good times where the kids get up, put on bathing suits (or not) and swim before breakfast, the boys got lots of fishing done and the sisterhood cooked up some fabulous meals.
Thanks Will & Mollie for having us all out. And thanks to Granny for letting us stay at the cabin.