Typically, we do not do anything exciting for the 4th of July as B is always working. The fact is B works every day and the summer is his busiest season. Thus, we do not get many trips until fall or winter. Occasionally he can steal away for a day or two but the last time I recall that happening over a holiday weekend was when we first met (which is a whole other story for a different day). Somehow, this year, B bribed someone or something and got the actual 4th of July off. What made it even better is that his parents just purchased a cottage up north. So off we went!
At first I thought I forgot my camera (oh the horror!) but I later found it in my bag. So you get some pictures:
Some beautiful wildflowers growing on the property:
B testing out his kayak skills:
And later donning a matching hat. Planned?
The cottage, complete with floor to ceiling windows which are perfect for looking out on the lake, or lounging around and taking a nap (right B?):
Where I spent my time:
Can you see the butterfly? I suck at up close photos. I blame the camera, however:
The former owners of the property, or at least of the dock:
Seriously those ducks would not leave. Everyone tried to scare them off. They would squawk and just come back. B's Dad decided to try out the kayak:
And try to scare the ducks:
Alas, it didn't work.
Later we went to a graduation/bbq and got to see a bear made out of a giant tree trunk. Look how cool:
He was made with a chainsaw by a guy who does it as a hobby. A hobby. Dude, I cannot even hem no sew curtains (again, another post) and this guy makes a 6 foot bear?
I cry unfair.