Last Saturday was a PERFECT night for a gathering at the cabin on the family farm. It was in the 80s with a nice breeze...couldn't ask for better.
So Dad decided to fry up some fish. I don't have any photos of the finished product...it was consumed as quickly as Dad could get it fried!
But I did snap some random shots of the family.
We call this uncle the "baby whisperer."
This aunt can't wait to get a hold of the baby girls...
maybe it's because she has three boys at home!
Not quite old enough for fish, JJ had to settle for puffs.
"So how's it going up there?"
"Just one more chip."
A good night for a walk.
Hopefully we have a few more nights like this one this summer.
Linking up to Pinke Post's Wordless Wednesday.