It was February. It was bitter cold. Ice on the Lake of the Woods was thick enough to drive a team of horses on. But we enjoyed our vacation anyway.
I was getting our stuff for a lunch while Barb went ahead to check out the pavilion. Someone had left the power turned on so we made hot wiener sandwiches with an electric sandwich maker. And the three of us had lunch.
Barb, myself and the custodian – the blue jay.