chillin' on the water

Norwood Lake is not big. (Some derisively call it "Norwood Pond".) But it works for us!
Hubby at the wheel. You can spot me in the rear-view mirror. Although the thermometer said 80-something, a delicious breeze was over the water. It was just the ticket for Hubby and #1 Son, as they worked in the blazing sun all day.
Silliness set in quickly. Some call it "delirium"....
A little "front porch visit" from Friend #32. We meet all kinds of friends on the water!

Years back, we "inherited" a boat from Uncle Ralph. He rarely used it ever since Aunt Anne died, as she was the appointed driver so he could be the appointed water-skier. After we had borrowed it for a few years, Uncle Ralph generously invited us to purchase it for a token price. Last season, #1 Son re-upholstered the interior, and let me tell you, it is looking sharp.
You know what I like best about being out on this humble boat? It is one of the sure-fire ways to promote well-being and relaxation for Dear Old Dad. Since half the family will be away over Father's Day weekend, it was fitting that we revved up the motor last evening and parted the waters, if only to see the cares of the day melt off Hubby's shoulders.
Happy Father's Day, Hubby dear.