Celebrations

July was better than June. June was hard. June came with sadness. June also came with many decisions to be made. It became obvious we had never done this before. What, you ask, had we never done before.
Decide on very big changes involving an excavator!

I think Tony and I were divorced about 9 times that month! I soon learned, after whispering with a few dear girlfriends, that I was not alone and even the most civil become down right cave-ish when it comes to agreeing and seeing the same end result. Needless to say we made it thru!We can laugh now and keep moving forward with a sense of humor and accomplishment.

July saw the end to a few small projects. Seeing grass grow was very fulfilling but that meant there were many more rocks to rake elsewhere so that grass could also grow there. Monotonous.

There is a bathroom being built and a kitchen being dismantled. It will have it's turn soon enough. So I am learning how to cook just about everything on the BBQ. Hey, if we could eat like royalty at Banks Lake shouldn't we be able to do that at home. I think the key was the expertise of many hands.

I think I have been decrowned as GC. It is really a hard job. I don't know when to call who and when to call them!

It seemed like every week in August had a celebration. The perfect setting to celebrate my little bro's 40th - Banks Lake. Tony jumped off a 58 ft. cliff, YIKES. Andre learned to wake board and we all climbed Steam Boat Rock. FUN FUN FUN
There were weddings and more birthdays and celebrations of life and long lost friends and more laughter and more wine and more progress.

A fine month, a fine month indeed.

Farmer Rosie