Monday, June 18, 2012
The barn has been in their family for three generations. It's a barn that's in every sense still a barn.
Our friends invite us during the summer and we kayak and canoe and cook impromptu dinners.
We walk to the lake
Besides for magical dragon flies and we sometimes see a magical monster or two
And lest you think it's a little barn, this is a partial side shot. It's a big barn.
Sometimes at dusk we go outside and look at the house across the street as one, two, six, ten, twenty bats at a time fly out from its chimney, dozens, maybe hundreds. We stand still and they fly so close but never touch us. It is incredible to see those bats emerge.
I had a nice weekend. I hope you did too. :^)