"She ventured to hope he did not always read only poetry..."
Friday, August 22, 2014
Learning by the Lake
Almost every summer we go to Minnesota (Tim's and my home state) for a few weeks, and this time we spent one of those weeks at a rented lodge on a small private lake in central Minnesota with my parents, two of my siblings, and their spouses. N. learned how to do some of the classic Minnesota summer pastimes: he learned to fish -- to cast and to bait the hook with nightcrawlers (though he was spared by his dad the task of taking the fish off the hook) -- and he caught a small-mouth bass (that he named Bass Tweed, and later ate) and many little blue-gills and sunfish. He learned how to clean a fish. He learned how to drive a pontoon boat! He learned how to build a campfire. He roasted marshmallows and looked for agates heard the wild, strange laughter of loons. He got so much out of the week! Thanks, Mom & Dad!