My sister-in-law made a whirlwind solo trip from her lodge in the Upper Midwest to our part of the world. Yes, it's a holiday weekend, but she spent all of it doing projects. (A resumption of some re-decorating and home improvement that began last September.) We headed up to the lake cottage to check out her progress, and to help out.
On our departure, we passed our little lake and spotted this male tanager and his mate near the shore.
On arrival at the big lake, I photograph the immortal view from our dock. What can I say, it's a ritual.
A busy bumblebee, generously pollinating the wild blueberry bushes growing beside the lake.
Look, the new custom-made vintage New England postcard curtains are installed in the master bedroom!
Look, the old photos of many generations enjoying lakeside living have been re-mounted in a custom mat, and newly framed!
Look, we have a wonderful new shower head in the adjoining bath!
There was far more accomplished than just these things. I had no hand in it, other than serving as the official photographer and hanging some curtains in a guest bedroom.
Me, with funky hair halo effect. (Natural backlighting provided by the sun.)
Even though I hardly lifted a finger, of course I got my usual reward anyway--a cold refreshing cider.
We all enjoyed a dee-lish vegetarian dinner on the porch, in full view of the sunset lake.
Then it was back to the Lodge on the Little Lake, where Lola and Ruth greeted us enthusiastically. And ravenously!