Adventure 883: Ferguson Lake House/7

We did a little family cross pollination on our last lake day. Because we're so late in the summer, Bonnie, Steve, and the girls headed back to town "eager" to begin another school year. In an act of serendipity, my favorite O'Brien niece texted saying she and her partner, Jonni, were in town on a visit from their home in New Orleans. In a whisker, we decided that Pete, Carol, Molly, and Jonni should join us for the last over night at the lake. It was a fun impromptu, and allowed our family members to get a little O'Brien context added to their lives. A fun time for all. The young people stayed up to watch stars. As for me, it was visions of fairies and sugar plums. Despite the smoke filled skies early in the week, the refreshing rain midweek, the pitter patter of mice feet, and the sheer pressure of relaxing at the lake, we had another successful family week. We weren't quite a full squad because Sawyer isn't make it up from Portland, but we had a face time session with him which these days is almost like connecting. No worries, life is still pretty good, especially today.

Uncle Pete spent time teaching Falc the mysteries of the foam noodle.

Mary Fritch, our old neighbor and friend, brought yummy pies for dessert.

Forced relaxation on the beach.

 

Carol got caught with a few dominos during one of the games.

Libby took over for Mimi and played the winning hand.

Falc was a witness when Mimi, the Wiley Cager, continued to whittle away at my lead.

Among the traditions beginning to be established is Paella night. Leticia outdid herself in last night's version, even though she forgot the paprika.

No bad days at the lake. The moon set on another good one last night.

Never enough Mimi time.