hey rain, wash my car

The rains are falling straight down.
But it's been satisfactorily sunny for sure. Some pretty hawt and nice days.
Yesterday our plans to canoe were thwarted by circumstance so we set out to play croquet/bocci and picnic in some of Dawson's finer grassy spots instead.
Unfortunately, our time at this first stop was limited by bureaucracy, so we moved north and rocked the mud bogs flat/father judge's cabin with many rounds of bocci.

It kind of looks like the desert. It would have been good swimming weather.
I like hanging at Father Judge's cabin/grave.
It is pretty and green. Usually not too bustling.



I also took pictures from a father judge's eye view...if he wasn't underground. And dead.





summer would be almost perfect if not for people.
well i guess not all people; some of them are pretty good.











and now i have my camera back and so i am using it.
this should help stave off suicidal urges for a few weeks at least.