Greenwood: July Fourth

While John headed for the hiking trails with Zeke, the girls, Deb, and I made a beeline for the water.  We'd been working in the garden all morning, so the choice was simple.

And, lo, who should arise from the watery depths but Uncle Squirrel, Aunt Heidi, Sigrid (in a sunbonnet!), and Heidi's mom!  It was serendipity at its finest, and in my excitement, my words tripped and tumbled all over.  To prove that this happy occasion took place, I played paparazzi and took a picture of Phil, Annie, and Some Strange Moustachioed Man in the swimmer's section.  (Sorry, Phil.  Bloggers are weird and will conquer the world.)

 

Later, Deb held my camera and took some great pictures while I braved the waist-deep perils of the non-swimmers section with my non-swimmers.  Ezekiel clung to me like a baby koala, but I'll make a water baby of him yet.

 

 

I will take this cuddle-bug and his cuddles any time I get them.  (I could do without the nasty sunburn, but the cuddles can stay.)

I'm going to give Debbie my camera more often.  I'm like the Abominable Snowman or maybe Sasquatch, but these prove that I exist.  Also, I love this next picture.  Piper had just informed me that the reason why Ezekiel was scared was because he was afraid a shark might bite him.  Who knew Greenwood held such excitement?

 

 

I shouldn't have laughed at her, I guess.  This last picture proves the danger.