Friday morning arrived and I asked Kelly to go on a walk with me. He took me on the stink-free (stink-reduced) route, where we were adopted by a local dog.
The mutt wasn’t interested in me, instead loving on Kelly and demanding frequent ear rubs. He accompanied us for most of our walk – marking territory and, much to Kelly’s dismay, rolling head-first in cow droppings.
We finally had to shoo our uninvited friend home as we approached our cabin so there wouldn’t be a conflict between the pooch and the cabin owner’s two dogs.
The day was another day of lazing about – Phase 10, Scrabble, sunbathing, napping and watching the Open.
We also spend quite a bit of time enjoying a hilarious bottle opener we’ve found in one of the kitchen drawers.
The four of us take a leisurely afternoon canoe trip, John and Kelly in one canoe, Stacie and I in the other. 
The current is barely a trickle, so it’s easy-going. 
Stacie and I have a bit of a splash war. I tell her these sorts of things wouldn’t happen if she didn’t sass the person steering the canoe.
We wind another evening down with a round of Phase 10 and the hot tub. I love staring at the fireflies…our mosquito control measures at home keep away most of the local firefly population.
Cabins up and down the river say goodnight with individual fireworks shows, providing a symphony of bangs and whizzes that nearly match the cicadas and frogs in volume.