Relative Something

Our clan of families up at the lake picked yesterday as the day of games. It was a good choice. The weather was ideal. Today, we get clouds and a chance of rain. Yesterday was all hot sunshine and southerly wind. We tossed balloons, kicked shoes, raced to eat watermelon (no hands), and splashed through a bucket brigade of sponging water from one bucket to another. The whole clan is issued a blue or red tee-shirt, the mice or bats team, respectively. Through all the competition, intense as it gets sometimes, the score is never recorded and the prizes awarded liberally. None of the prizes had been purchased at a health-food store.

The evening was topped off by a luxurious dinner prepared by one of the families and augmented with appetizers, salad and dessert from the rest of our group. The main course was pulled-pork and salmon ‘burgers’ that would have qualified for the menu of a high-end restaurant. There is no roughing it in these woods.

The only thing missing from the day’s celebration turned out to be our quaint fireworks display due to the wind that never abated. At least the constant breeze reduced the number of mosquitoes encroaching on our fun. It was a beautiful day of celebration from beginning to end.