We went picnicking to Dennis Cove this afternoon, I tried to relax and enjoy the beauty of the forest and creek, but for some reason I was too tense to be happy. It was just one of those blah feelings people sometimes have, I suppose.
Carolyn bought a small and portable table-top charcoal grill for the occasion, and she thought it was something that just snapped together. Oh, man! It had a sackful of screws and nuts and the assembly directions were so small neither of us could see to how to put it together. At one time, I would have figured it out just by looking at the parts, but I don't have the patience or hands to allow it anymore. We ended up setting it on a fire pit that was at the camp site. All worked out and was fine.
The folks up two spots from us had a hunk of watermelon left and offered it to us, which I accepted with as glee.
I took a whole bunch of photos, but my heart wasn't in it. I may have one or two that is salvageable
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