Backside of the club house.
Marc the morning after, we all felt like he looked.
Christine playing princess.
Hanging out under the trees, it was really hot this weekend.
Canoe trip around the Island. I think they sank the canoe's more than paddled.
It's just relaxing here.
I promise never to chase another deer.
Front of the club house , about 10 feet off the Potomac river.
Always a great sunset.
Tommy- Mikes childhood friend, telling jokes.
Three boys and a girl.
We need to discuss living here all the time.
Every meal was a gourmet's delight.
And they even clean up !
I should have labeled this blog " 100 bottles of beer on the Island."
Us old folks.
Do we have to go ?
Whose car is Somer going in?
Packing up the boats.
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