or something like that. If I was more clever, I’d write a song about it. Memorial Day weekend is coming up, and for me, that often means going to my sister’s cottage on Canton lake, about 40 miles southwest of Peoria. Many years ago, it started out as a little one room jobbie situated at the top of a long gully that led down to the lake. Now, after two room additions and lots of creative landscaping and tons of sweat and labor, it’s quite the little place, amazing really. I really admire my sister’s ability to envision things.
ps – that’s my brother standing on the porch up there. I really should have asked his permission before exposing him like this, but for age 70, he’s pretty hot, don’t you think?! 😉