Bliss in the Woods
We arrived at the resort about 23 hours ago, and I don’t know if I ever want to leave. This place is great, in an understated way (not ritzy ditzy, but lots of amenities). In this place, the best way to get around is via rowboat or canoe.
So far, we’ve seen a (non-poisonous) water snake, a swarm of catfish babies, a big old frog, a loon, and a tiny baby turtle hitched a ride in our rowboat as we paddled over to the breakfast cookout this morning:
After breakfast, there was water-skiing. I understand that the kids were able to use kneeling boards. If the adults can use them too, then I may join in next time.
Both the Consort and I brought work to do, and I think we’ll be able to balance fun and work pretty easily here. I can even capture the wifi signal from one of the nearby buildings (we’re in a standalone cabin building).
Everything here just makes you happy. In fact, this morning, when Trixie saw this:
and said, “Why is it that the *man* is putting his towel back to reuse and the *woman* is dropping hers on the floor? What are they implying here?” , it made me happy to realize again that we are raising conscious young feminists.
(And I haven’t had to use the notebook yet.)