This morning Steven made huckleberry pancakes for breakfast. Then Marge and I went for a walk. We ended up over at our lake, which is one of my favorite places to take pictures.
There was a truck parked there with a boat trailer, and no boat in sight. I stepped into the back of the truck to get up higher to take a picture, then convinced Marge it was okay to do so, and she got up in there. Right about then we heard a boat motor start on the lake... (The truck turned out to belong to the guy who lives behind the Post Office in Fortine!)
This lake is truly one of the most beautiful places.
There was a truck parked there with a boat trailer, and no boat in sight. I stepped into the back of the truck to get up higher to take a picture, then convinced Marge it was okay to do so, and she got up in there. Right about then we heard a boat motor start on the lake... (The truck turned out to belong to the guy who lives behind the Post Office in Fortine!)
This lake is truly one of the most beautiful places.
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