Indian Lake, Day Three

Today was a settled-in day. I think we need to spend tomorrow shaking out of the vacationland torpor we are in.

We went down to the beach for a brief visit before most of us (not me and Barb and McKenna and Elizabeth and Suzanne) fled for the house because there was thunder rumbling in the distance. There seems to always be thunder rumbling in the distance!

Travis went back to Utica today, following Aunt Mary, who departed late yesterday. Now we are nine.

After the beach, we just hung around the house doing random things: a game of Scategories, playing Magic Schoolbus with dolls, building a fairy village in the woods, etc.  McKenna had some good luck with the angling, hooking seven fish. We saw the turtle again, and Elizabeth got to pet its shell. Josh had some sort of heartbreaking result of a hockey game.

Such is life.

And here are some pictures:

Elizabeth and I started this fairy house yesterday, but she and Uncle Scott took it to a whole 'nother level today.

Barb at sunset. She and Elizabeth had just come back from flower-picking along the road. Why is Elizabeth not in this picture, you might ask? Grumpiness, is why.

Elizabeth is not grumpy when she is eating a s'more.

A photo of historic value: McKenna biting into her very first s'more. Despite the way her face looks, she liked it.

Firemaster Elizabeth, roasting a marshmallow. 

The beach.

Elizabeth swimming.

Elizabeth annoying McKenna by swimming close to where she was angling. McKenna was concerned that Elizabeth was going to scare away the fish.

All the girls in the water.

McKenna with her first fish of the day. (She later caught six more, from the canoe.)

Daddy and Suzanne messing around.