Sunday, June 7, 2009

Gone fishing.

The kids are here with their partners, and all are down at the lake with their fishing rods in the spitting rain. I like the sensation of creating pockets of solitude with a weekend of company.

Last night Logan, Taylor and I went into the bush and dragged logs back to the house. (Tick count: one.) There was a campfire, and a phone left in the rain.

This morning Taylor's partner, Megan, cooked up a dynamite brunch. We listened to commercials the kids voiced when they were 4 and 6 years old, and I worked for CKOM and C95 Radio.

Pictures may be forthcoming. And hopefully, fish.

Ah, rain coming down harder now, and I haven't even taken them on the snake walk yet.
Seven snakes yesterday. Six big ones.

Au revoir, for now.

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