Lake season is here! Get out the wasp spray, flip-flops, and life jackets in preparation for days of blissful relaxation. I'm looking forward to lingering on the deck with friends and family while holding an icy beverage. Let this be a warning to those of you who get frustrated and misbehave when trying to launch and load your boat. We're watching--and laughing.
Having a place at the lake allows one to experiment with yard art that might have some neighborhood associations showing up at your home with torches and pitchforks. On the contrary, lake neighbors brag on the objets d'art as if a pink flamingo wearing a lei is the funniest, most original concept since the The Big Bang Theory.
Last weekend we took a walk and checked out the neighbor's places. My uncle took some pics. One of the neighbors, a former college professor, is especially skilled at creating lake masterpieces from driftwood. They make me smile every time I see them.
|"They should start biting any time now."|
|The artist is a fisherman. My guess? These are fish he wish he'd caught when he gathered driftwood instead.|
What's not to love, right?