Mom and Karl get to go every weekend to their place. We got to spend one night over the fourth of July.
We arrived late, but got there in time for a beautiful sunset.
Mornings aren't too bad either!
Now that is some kind of weekend garden.
It is Louisiana, so I had to get a picture of spanish moss in the trees.
The guys solving the problems of the world I guess.
Karl extended a couple planks along the dock. He wanted a place to put his bucket of bait while he fished from the dock. Then had an idea to add four more and... voila.
We took a mornng ride around the lake, here is a great shot of the camp, nestled in the trees.
Another place on the lake and Mom says she never has seen anyone there.
Any duck hunters out there?
I heart Louisiana!