Its lovely having friends at the lake site, we can take our gins over and enjoy happy hour by the water with lovely conversation. Our "tenants" feel sorry for us and extend dinner invitations often, so nice. They don't mind us bringing the dogs along so its good for us all. The last time we were there, Lewis's ball drifted away in the lake. He was crestfallen but took it like a "man" and accepted the situation.
Days passed and Pam once again invited us over to try her famous noodle Paella. As we all sat on the deck, enjoying our pre dinner happy hour, the heretofore lost tennis ball floated quietly into view. Where was it all this time? Who cares? It was back and that was all that Lewis cared about. Pam, John and I took turns throwing it from the upper deck to the lake level, over and over. Lewis's favorite game. Pam and I didn't do a very good job though, causing Lew to throw himself into the daylillies in search of the badly thrown ball. He didn't mind, and we all laughed and laughed.
The Noodle Paella was yummy, thanks Pam. Over dessert, we made plans to play together just a bit. Monday we'd drive west to Niagara Falls and Niagara-on-the-Lake and on Thursday we'll play 18 holes, check out the local Farmer's Market and have supper (hots/ burgers) at the Charcoal Corral in Perry, NY for their classic car night.
Meanwhile, back at the ranch.....we discovered a new friend had moved in.
|Carolina Wren cases the joint|
|bringing in building materials|
|the chosen site|
So, today is Tuesday, I've got pictures of our adventure to Niagara Falls and Niagara-on-the-Lake, but I'll have to wait a bit to show them to you. I'm off to bed, its been another long day.