These are old pictures from our last visit, but still seem worth posting.
It was a relaxing warm weekend in June. I sat on the porch and read "The Bell Jar." Rudy took his first swim in the creek. The boys invented a terrifying game where they skipped rocks down the creek at each other and caught them, despite bloody knuckles. A crazy log tripod was built over the fire ring, amidst much consternation. As usual, a bag of golfballs was available for whacking into the woods (aim between the two far-off pine trees), and Momma Sue supplied us with feast after feast.
A great time was had by all.