Our four friends from Toronto have gone home, leaving before dawn to drive home. The house seems empty. Dave and Irene are still here, staying in the Carriage House, but the rest of the house is silent and strange. Today, we spent all day at the cottage, swimming, fishing and reading. It was a wonderful day. Perfect weather.
When Ken and I arrived, the lake was still as glass, with perfect images of the trees and clouds reflected in the water. Perfect water.
I swam twice in the not too cool water, read on the deck all the rest of the day except for lunch on the deck at the cottage. Dave and Irene joined us for lunch and the rest of the day. All afternoon we read, each in our respective quiet places. It was very peaceful and quiet. A perfect restful day.
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