We went to Lake Clear on the last week of summer vacation. It has been a hot summer, but the day we went to Lake Clear, it was rainy and in the 50s.
The kids were determined to swim, even if they turned into ice pops as a result.
Because it has been such a hot summer, the water was quite warm actually.
The kids liked running into the warm water, but if they weren't fully submerged, they were shivery
Hoyt practicing his levitation abilities.
Happy boy-o!
Some kind of lake seaweed thingy
Sandy legs and feet
Gilbert was really into swimming underwater.
Water girl
splasher
Such a moody, lake day
Looking at things along the beach
Wild mint
A teacup of sand
Orange touch-me-not
Which is an ironic name since we always snapped a piece of this off the plant and rubbed the juice on our bug bites as kids.
Lake waves
Windy pines
Sandy heart
The upshot of a cold, cloudy day was that we had the beach entirely to ourselves.
Explorers
I was standing, puzzling over this print, when Lily said she had made it. Which eased my mind greatly.
A large flat bug. Very flat.
coldness
Snailmarks
Snuggled up
The treasures found along the sand
Goosey girl!
Feathers found
Picnic
Such cool fuchsia berries
They were practically neon
sandy snacks
I was really fascinated with them
Cozied up!
Who knows
Building
Observing in her warm clothes
Gilbert and Elsie put their cold bath training to good use here. Everyone else was bundled up in warm, snuggly clothes and they paddled around. Although they did stop for a warm up for awhile while they ate.
By the way, I have no idea why they take cold baths. Ever since Gilbert was a baby, he liked cold water, not warm. When Elsie came along, she decided it was the cool (HAHA) thing to do, so the cold baths have continued.
Discussing sand castle plans
Not sure what these were, but they sure moved fast. There were a lot of loons on the lake that day and looking at this picture, it almost looks like a flock of loons. So maybe.
I just googled the collective noun of loons and I got--Asylum, cry, or water dance. Collective nouns are such weird things. Like how did someone decide to name a group of birds a water dance or asylum?
Talking to mommy
Having the beach to ourselves was pretty great
Decorative touches
Pride of creation
She is so grown up!
Fuchsia berries played a role in the decorators palette.
Elsie finally got cold and got warm clothes on
Digging
And then, after lunch, the sun came out
