Relative Something

We had no trouble beating the heat on Saturday. That big body of water does wonders for avoiding overheating when the weather gets aggressively hot enough to trigger warnings.

We lounged in the water at our beach several different times throughout the day and added a cruise on the pontoon boat for good measure.

A hot Saturday in July brought out a large number of people with the same idea. Both the prominent sandbar at the mouth of one bay and the public island near our shoreline were filled with boaters parking to play in the soothing water.

There is a good chance that today will be a repeat of the same activities since the heat and humidity have yet to ease.

No sense in fighting the elements when there is a big lake offering comfortable respite right outside our door. It’s what being up at the lake place is all about, after all.

Well, that and eating ice cream from West’s Dairy. We managed to do some of that, too.

I won’t mention the hubbub that occurred last night at zero dark thirty, involving some screaming and unwelcome winged rodents that have reappeared inside our living quarters. Maybe I was just dreaming that again.

Cabin life.

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