No, your browser has not screwed up and sent you into a post from December. Christmas is O.K., but it does not compare to the first really HOT WEEKEND AT THE LAKE.
It was the weekend the deck got a good scrubbing, and the cobwebs were washed off the umbrella. The boat got cleaned of its winter debris. The screens and windows got a bath.
So did Henry:
The deck chairs were pulled out of storage and the spiders were sent packing.
Then we had lunch al fresco on the gleaming table and chairs, talking about the summer ahead. Swimming, wakeboarding, the rope swing, B's famous margueritas and friends visiting.
As the sun headed west we sat on the dock with cold drinks, reading, dozing, and making plans for the many long hot weekends to come. Bliss.
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P.S. The beach in the previous post is Carter's beach, Nova Scotia.
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