Tag: Lake Logan

An Adventure Shared with Sadie

Sadie wasn’t allowed in the helicopter, but she was very much a part of the lake adventure. Son John $pencer took a photo of Sadie in the canoe with him, showing Rose standing up on the paddle board in the distance.

Here is a good close-up of Sadie on the board with Rose. They laughed about the danger of falling off. Rose hinted that $ was waiting to see her fall into the cold water and would have laughed. I’m sure $ would have phrased it as being concerned she would take a splash. In any case, it was Sadie who fell in the water. Rose had to pull her back on the board.

This was $’s birthday, which we celebrated much later that day.

Forty years ago, this was the boy with his cake.

Cake!!

John was amused that $ went back to eating olives and crackers after having cake. It reminded him of the family story that after our wedding, his sisters ate dill pickles with wedding cake. I don’t know about you, but I like my cake standing alone!

Wrapping up a Marvelous Visit

The highlight of the day featured low light on one of daughter Kate’s last days here. John, Kate, grandson David, and I went up on the Blue Ridge Parkway hoping to catch a gorgeous sunset. It was far from spectacular, but we used our phones/cameras, anyway.

This was my best shot.

There is only one photo from the most fantastic day of Kate’s visit. Son John $pencer took her and David to Lake Logan, where they went out in two canoes. $ was the only one with a phone, because the other two were not willing to risk their new phones on the water. Wise move. There isn’t much to show for their exciting adventure, but their memories are stellar.

A morning walk is exciting enough for us older folks. Thankfully, the animals came out to greet Kate to add sparkle to the morning.

Kate pets CAT
Smoky says hello to Kate

We shopped at two stores that Kate does not have in New Jersey and went on the parkway once more in daylight. The night seemed short, because all too soon she was in her car going home. The drive will take 14 or 15 hours. We have wonderful memories of her week’s visit, the only regret being that we live so far away.