I did end up doing a campfire for Carol and myself Sunday night as we worked our way through a couple of bottles of wine. We got into a little game of naming a song and the other one of us coming up with the group. That was going pretty well in spite of our wine induced mood when the clouds that had prevailed throughout the day decided it was a good time to rain. Bummer.
Here's our front row seats for Stockholm's 4th of July Parade. L-R, Ian, Carol, Lois and Jim. Patches doing his best impersonation of a rug.
Johnny, (sis-in-law Bev's dad) on a classic tractor driving in the parade.
This is Graydon, Johnny's son, like father, like son.
After the parade for lunch I'd cooked up some burgers for Carol, Ian and I, then... more rain, by the bucket load came barreling across the lake. This photo was taken through the screen from the porch where we had to seek refuge inside as the wind bellowed even harder. Lots of thunder with flashes of lightning with that old time hand of doom effect.
Later that afternoon at the invitation of Graydon we joined his family for a cookout. Ian and I began with a four way game of cribbage with Jonathan and his grandfather Johnny who I teamed up with as we took two games from the youngsters. By then Graydon had grilled up some chicken, a large Angus steak and a pile of Alaskan Copper River Salmon he had brought back from there himself. With a huge potato salad Lois made and a garden salad with a macaroni salad by Graydon's wife Jaymie we managed to stuff our self silly. Ian, Jonathan and Graydon's grand daughter Kristen had the energy to play lawn bowling.
Finally - a sunset. Next month there will be more when I take my vacation at the lake.
Lois, Carol and Patches celebrate the 4th after sundown and before a final campfire for the weekend. Sadly there wasn't much for fireworks over our end of the lake this year. Should be better next year.
I did end up doing a campfire for Carol and myself Sunday night as we worked our way through a couple of bottles of wine. We got into a little game of naming a song and the other one of us coming up with the group. That was going pretty well in spite of our wine induced mood when the clouds that had prevailed throughout the day decided it was a good time to rain. Bummer.
Here's our front row seats for Stockholm's 4th of July Parade. L-R, Ian, Carol, Lois and Jim. Patches doing his best impersonation of a rug.
Johnny, (sis-in-law Bev's dad) on a classic tractor driving in the parade.
This is Graydon, Johnny's son, like father, like son.
After the parade for lunch I'd cooked up some burgers for Carol, Ian and I, then... more rain, by the bucket load came barreling across the lake. This photo was taken through the screen from the porch where we had to seek refuge inside as the wind bellowed even harder. Lots of thunder with flashes of lightning with that old time hand of doom effect.
Later that afternoon at the invitation of Graydon we joined his family for a cookout. Ian and I began with a four way game of cribbage with Jonathan and his grandfather Johnny who I teamed up with as we took two games from the youngsters. By then Graydon had grilled up some chicken, a large Angus steak and a pile of Alaskan Copper River Salmon he had brought back from there himself. With a huge potato salad Lois made and a garden salad with a macaroni salad by Graydon's wife Jaymie we managed to stuff our self silly. Ian, Jonathan and Graydon's grand daughter Kristen had the energy to play lawn bowling.
Finally - a sunset. Next month there will be more when I take my vacation at the lake.
Lois, Carol and Patches celebrate the 4th after sundown and before a final campfire for the weekend. Sadly there wasn't much for fireworks over our end of the lake this year. Should be better next year.
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