Fulfilling a lifelong dream of his, my hubby had splurged on his first real expensive "toy" in the spring: a 20-foot pontoon boat. So life has been good here on Lake Champlain, dear readers; it has been very good indeed. We miss our kids and grandkids down in VA, but we really, really like each other--so we are surviving. Actually, we're thriving, and this has been a very special summer for us.
My better half was on vacation for the month of July, so it was almost hedonistically relaxing and rejuvenating for us. (There was a big, wild-and-crazy Pearl family reunion over the 4th, and I never got around to blogging about that extravaganza. But I put up a few posts about it over on Instagram.)
We went out on the boat every day that the weather permitted (which turned out to be just about every day); we had cocktail hour cruises routinely; we recited our daily Rosary and novena prayers while floating in the quiet waters on the shores of the nearby islands; and we even got up before the crack of dawn one day to watch the sun rise over the lake.
One day, we drove the boat about 45 minutes to my baby sister's lakeside home, and we picked her up along with her husband and my mom, then headed out on the water to enjoy a mini dinner cruise.
It has definitely been a summer to remember!
I adore my all my boys and their wives, and don't even get me started on my grandchildren! But this guy has always been and will always be my #1.
The Summer of Us. I will never forget it!
August brought us back to the real world a bit: my guy has already had to fly two trips this month--but luckily, his airline job allows him to commute from anywhere (within reason), and although I don't have the guts to take the big boat out by myself, I've kept the home fires burning here at the Pearl homestead. I've even managed to get out for a couple of kayak rides.
Heaven, isn't it?
And now we're sharing it with some of our brood: as of almost a week ago, it is no longer just us. Our oldest son, his wife, and his five children are here for about a two-week visit, staying with us in my husband's childhood home (because our Oyster Haven house is being rented right now). Our boys' four girls, aged 4 through 8, are playing every day at the neighborhood beach two doors down where my husband and his siblings used to play. It has been a joy to see them falling in love with this lake. (One of the twins exclaimed one day, "This is the life!")
I want to share scenes of the goings-on here lately, but I've posted enough pictures for one day; so I'll be back with pictures from "The Summer of Us and Them."