
"The waves dance to the music of its melodies, and sparkle in its brightness."
--James Gates Percival

Stephen loves playing on the "beach".

He uses the bank as a slide!

"He
leadeth me beside the still waters..."

Elisha and I went to an outdoor bridal shower for a friend. It was absolutely lovely weather, and a beautiful setting!

Elizabeth H. - one of the hostesses, and I.
Mrs. W. had made the cutest
hors d'oeuvres--all very old fashioned and intricate!

Beautiful shade...

The bride-to-be opens her gifts.

A glorious sunset

"Oh sleep it is a gentle thing,
Beloved from pole to pole."
--Samuel Taylor Coleridge

The guys make screens for the coming summer

"When our weary day is nearly done,
And we observe the setting sun,
Where colors of God's pallet are arrayed,
What glory is before us there displayed."
--Richard Ellis
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