On our first full day at Silver Lake there was much going on. A.'s father is one of four siblings, each of whom had a few kids. So each day of their week-long reunion features dinner planned and made by some contingent of one of those 'first four.' On this day I think the meal was planned/sponsored by a Texan portion of the family. They constructed quite the smoking system for a number of hefty cuts of pork shoulder, and those things cooked all the live long day.
This guy is a cousin, and actually lives in the Pacific Northwest but he and his wife were lumped in with the Texans because, well, I think that's where they started out.
I spent the day swimming and lying on my mat under the trees and reading a book.
This year featured numerous sailboats. I didn't ever get in one or have anything to do with them, though it was fun to look out on the no-motors-lake and see the boats going back and forth.
The matriarch of the whole shebang wanted to take a dip, so two of her sons cleared a path the water and accompanied her.
I managed to be a complete mess-up and didn't take a single picture of the cooked pork, but there were a number of delightful sides, which included a watermelon feta-like cheese salad, eggplant parsley wondrousness and corn.
This was some good corn. I tell you what.
The evening was then concluded with crowns and drinks.
And tiaras and bows, of course.
Most everyone got a turn.
I forget who took the camera from me and took this series of photographs, but I am indebted to them because I think it's a great series. It is also reminiscent of the series of photos A. took of M. and me when I visited them in Seattle.
And then one of daughter V. with her mother W. to conclude the evening.