Our dog, Indy, enjoy the sun out on the deck
My niece Lacey
I thought this was a fun image that well represents our week at camp!
Dive
Grampy and and our nephew, Chandler, doing a little fishingWell, after two and a half weeks I am finally posting the last of my pictures from our camp vacation with Joe's family! These are just a random group of pictures that I really enjoyed- hope that you enjoy them too!
So now for the random story:
One afternoon Joe and I were sitting out on the dock enjoying the sun (while Lily was napping) and Joe spotted some sort of metal box floating in the lake not too far from where we were. Curiosity got the best of him and he decided to hop in the canoe and find out what was in the box. He came back after a few minutes with a very strange look on his face.
Can you guess what was in the box? Bet you can't.
Apparently it was the cremated remains of Mrs. E. Bliss.
That's right, Joe found the ashes of someone's grandmother floating in the lake! We continued to watch as the waves carried Mrs. Bliss across the lake (and likely into shore). In talking with Joe's sister later that day about our unusual find Marianne mentioned that the Bliss family lived just a few houses down (she had noticed the name on the mailbox). We figured that maybe this was an accident and that maybe they didn't intend for their grandmother to free float in the lake so Marianne tried to let them know. Unfortunately nobody was home.
Joe was just happy that he found the inscription on the box before he opened it! Odd, just odd.
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