A Picnic at the Beach

Sometimes the best dinners aren't fancy at all. We packed up a small loaf of bread, some cheese, some raspberries, and a little aged grape juice and carried it to the beach for a picnic dinner.

The lake was calm:

And the air was fairly still:

Can you spot the sailboat race in the distance?

I snapped a picture of Geoff and Cubby on our picnic blanket.

And when I looked at this picture later I realized they were holding hands. How romantic.

Think you could get a little more sand on your nose there, Cub?

Undoubtedly begging for cheese.