Sunday evening the S.'s made pizza and I can say with little authority that it was the best homemade pizza I have ever had. Really, it was very, very good. Properly loaded up with cheese and all sorts of toppings (peppers, sausage and olives on one, olives, spinach and no sauce on another). Oh man, it was good.
There was another fire, this time build by G., log-cabin style...and across the lake the moon rose again, while people set off fireworks.
I simply cannot get enough of the moon and fireworks.
Nope, not enough.
A. acted as a blanket for her mother and I insisted on taking a photograph, et voila.
There was another fire, this time build by G., log-cabin style...and across the lake the moon rose again, while people set off fireworks.
I simply cannot get enough of the moon and fireworks.
Nope, not enough.
A. acted as a blanket for her mother and I insisted on taking a photograph, et voila.
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