Tuesday, June 05, 2012

Morning Lake and Grilled Cheese Lunch

I woke up super early the next morning, but attempted a further lie-in for about an hour or so. The house was at full capacity between AS's guests (me and K), her parents, and her sister H's entourage of six. But in the morning all was quiet and peaceful.
I thought that it was AS and her dad sitting out on the dock, because the hammock in which she slept was empty. But, the actuality of the situation was that H., who had been sleeping in the living room, had awoken and gone out to the dock, and then AS took her place. Musical beds!

After coffee, I quickly got down to the important sitting on the dock business I had to attend to. I jumped in the water a few times, but it was extremely brisk. Not the kind of water you can really float in without feeling as if you might lose a toe or two. I think K. brought out this delightful seltzer with lemon, which made my reading that much more relaxing.
At some point in the morning, this old timer came by to check up on who was alive or dead. In other words, to check in on the other multi-generational people who have been coming to the lake for a long time. AS gave him the low down and I asked if I could take photographs of his Lake Trout. I was quite smitten with them and convinced myself that if I put my mind to it, I could catch them too and that could be dinner for everybody! This was, of course, not to be. But seriously, beautiful fish.
Because this was the first weekend that most folks come up to the lake there were a number of things that had to be done, with which I was completely unhelpful. For example, getting the raft out into the water. AS's dad, sister and her friends did all the heavy lifting.
H. bringing up the rope/anchor? I didn't entirely understand how it all worked.
H's group of friends are all very into frisbees. There was a lot of throwing and jumping and splashing as a result. I tried to take a few good photographs, but people kept getting in the shot and since I didn't know them and it was their right to get up and walk around, I didn't ask them to stop. This was such an accidental photograph, but I kind of like it. There's something ominous about the female form in the foreground and where the frisbee is in the background, like that frisbee, and the man attempting to catch it, are about to be squashed. Or something.
AS made grilled cheese sandwiches for everyone, and they were tasty, ooey gooey and so fulfilling.


Huck said...

All of this is simply beautiful.

nc catherine said...

Wow. I want to be an honorary elderly daughter cousin long lost friend interloper and go too. That is all.

And fish some to catch some and have help cleaning them and help eating them. Yep. Gosh a lake house.....yep. I want one!