we’re again at our camp as green mountainers call cottages
- we have a loon – the long eerie descending wail was it an owl no it ended in that loony laugh – ergo
- two loons! swimming out front
- no loon eggs though; rain for 19 days in june raised the lake level over their nest too bad too bad
- septic system problems you don’t want to hear about those
- 2 smarty grandsons whupping me at chess (expected) – they gloat
- 2 gloaty grandsons whupping me at scrabble (unexpected)
- 3 able sibs, my kids, blithely make choices (ok with me) all for now
This article appears in Jul 27 – Aug 2, 2017.
