lake fun

This evening turned out differently than planned.

I attended the Village Green Concert for 30 minutes, but the music didn't hold my attention. Since I was there alone, it was an easy call. I grabbed my book and blanket and hopped in the car. #1 Son was mowing Grandma's lawn, so I visited 5 River just down the avenue.

While relaxing with Grandma Jean,#1 Son bounded in the door, sweaty and covered with flecks of grass.
"Can we visit the lake on the way home? I need to wish Jon a happy birthday, and the Daniels are boating there."
"Sure," said I. How convenient that the boat launch was two blocks away.

While on shore, minding my own business, I was wickedly connived into climbing into the Daniel's boat, cruising around the lake, and cheering #1 Son as he water-skied (while wearing jeans). From the bow, we admired the pink and violet clouds that streaked the horizon while the cooling breeze whipped our hair into a frenzy. As the sun nestled deeper into someone else's morning, we pointed the boat toward the dock. I must admit, I never get enough of being on the lake. (I kayaked for 1 1/2 hours this afternoon....)

"How was the concert?" asked Hubby when I got home.
"Ummmm...plans changed."

I'm glad I have learned to go with the flow.
Happy Birthday, Jon.