Relative Something

Cyndie’s brother, Ben, and his kids came up to join the fun and quickly set about creating a rink on the lake. After shoveling to create edges, Ben got out a hose and flooded the surface to improve it for skating. With daylight short, the incentive to add lighting was enough to inspire a shopping trip for supplies.

It’s pretty classy. Too bad (said with plenty of sarcasm) I didn’t bring my ice skates.

It has been so long since I skated that the arches of my feet would scream with pain if I suddenly hopped on some blades at this stage of my life.

After helping get things set up and running, I headed inside for warmth and appetizers before dinner. There is no comparison for the comfort of coming inside to food and warmth after acquiring a substantial chill outdoors in the winter.

And appetizers have an extra appeal when one has inadvertently skipped eating lunch earlier in the day. I tagged along with the crowd to town yesterday and sat through an animated feature film in place of a mid-day meal.

The matinée flick didn’t hold a candle to the spy thriller that has been occupying my attention otherwise this week. Watching that has been pretty much the extent of my night games while we’ve been up here.

Today, we head back to the ranch where we will celebrate the dawning of 2017 with our animals.

Good bye, 2016.

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