So, the groom-to-be arrived last week Thursday. At the end of supper Elv suggested we cut-n-run and go canoeing. The lawn mower part came in that day and should have been installed, the grass, tall and waving, in the breezes, dishes up to our ears, messes and half done projects all around, and a suggestion for a canoeing break? Who could resist. We did. Pushed our chairs back, walked away from the table, found life jackets, three canoes, Skeeter dope, and off we went.
Josh and Frank canoeing off into the sunset. It was an awesome evening on the lake. Loons, a pair of herons, ducks, the soothing blues of the water, and the setting sun. Lovely intermission.