It's another hot one.
Grandma, Aunt Ada, and Jill met me at the Little Old House Café for lunch, and then back they went toward our home town, and off I went -- out to the lake.

Here it was, 30 degrees if I'm a day, and there was one single, solitary soul on the beach . . . me.

I stepped out of my sandals and went for a little wade in the water. It's best when the water feels warm like bathwater. No shocking cold for this chick, thanks.

It was divine. I'd have stayed all day if I'd had the sense to wear my bathing suit under my clothes, or at least brought it along and some comfy shorts so I could've sprawled on the beach.

But no, I had to be wearing a pair of lady shorts Mom bought me years ago, which I don't think I've ever worn because they were too dressy, too if - I - wear - them - they'll - get - a - stain - for - sure light-coloured. I left them for an occasion when I'd want to dress up more than usual.

Today was such a day, as it was a bit of an occasion to go out with the two old gals and buy them a meal. And Jill too, of course.

~ talk about yer clean water, huh? ~