We spent our annual day in the mountains with family and life-long friends yesterday. It is a renewing of the spirit that I crave all year long. I had a huge grin on my face the whole drive up. The weather was gorgeous, the company lovely, and the water frigid (as usual).
Swimming, wading, jumping, floating, climbing, hiking, rock stacking and throwing, hot dog roasting, homemade goodies eating, chatting, reading, stick and rock collecting, exploring, fire building and poking, card playing, and basking in the sun.
There were more than twenty of us, and most everyone else is camping overnight for several nights.
It’s difficult to tell from this next picture, but that log is so high. Can you see Lola at the top? The girl is fearless. And crazy.
And so stinkin’ cute.
Russ had to work and coach (he works so hard and crazy hours!), but he surprised us by coming up for the last hour or two. We were all so happy to see him.
Twins. [I’m wondering when Leif is going to pass up Luke in size. Probably not long now.]
