There were hundreds of tiny toads everywhere!
We saw tons of loons and ducks--and even a bald eagle.
Eric as pack-mule: why make three trips when one will do?
I'm teaching my friend Tess to knit!
She's well on her way to a serious addiction.
The bald eagle refused to coordinate its fishing with the good light.
He may look contemplative, but he's actually mentally cursing that eagle.
Heaven.I got a bit of knitting done-- note to self: headlamps are excellent for knitting in the dark, as long as you don't mind hundreds of moths flying directly into your face-- and a ton of relaxing. It never feels like summer to me until we've gone camping.
How was your weekend?
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