This is not a fancy cabin, it is a simple, family cabin, but it sleeps a lot of people now, and there is clean, hot water for bathing and cooking, due to a lot of work that has been done on the water system this year by those of us who live in-state.
This summer there have been some of us out there almost every week-end and it has been delightful. Everyone brings food or ice or ...whatever they feel like bringing. Every once in a while someone replenishes the toilet paper supply. Everyone helps clean up, mow, and haul away the trash. Like I said, it's a family cabin and everyone pitches in.
We continue to work on the sandburr situation with chemical as well as mechanical means. We may not win the war but we are winning a skirmish or two now and then (thanks Able!). But, NO! you still should not walk barefoot through the grass unless you've completely lost your mind.
Sometimes there is homemade ice-cream, which always makes me think of my mom. Sometimes there is ice-cold watermelon and burgers off the grill. Always there are caramels in the yellow glass candy jar (in memory of Mom), and drops in the ears after swimming...when we remember.
Below: Kari and Abbey's Brendan (aka: the Butterfly champion from the swim team) getting out of the heat for a while on the famous cabin couch (the only safe place to sit when your suit is wet and you plan on going back out soon.)
Last week-end, my sister and some friends of Audie and Zach came out for a swim, some good food and time in the quiet at lakeside. Often, when we are out there, people drive back into Okeene to spend some quiet time being with Great Grandpa Dotter. Last week-end Zane and Maggie went upstairs with Ann and dug through the cedar chest. They found my dad's USMC jacket and coat and did a march through the kitchen for us, complete with the stars and stripes and salutes all around. There were stories to be told and listened to, and gifts given.
Good times: that is what this little cabin on the lake affords us; good times with these people who are woven into the heart of us. I love it. Thanks for everything, Dad. This is all because of you and Mom and the love you shared with each other and with all of us. Know that we know that and are forever grateful. May it continue to bless.