Sunday, December 2, 2012

World's Most Dangerous Picnic

Small town, coastal living = not only a hometown parade in the morning, but a "boats with lights" parade in the evening.  Boats with lights!  What's not to love? 

We set up camp near the marina, brought a picnic dinner, and watched and waited and watched and waited until the boats and yachts cruised by all decked out in lights.  My kind of night, filled with laughter, fun, and good conversation shared by three generations.

Here, the menfolk guard the waterfront.

Shortly thereafter Lexi accurately described our set up as "The World's Most Dangerous Picnic" when we realized conditions weren't really ideal given the ages of the kids we were trying to control.  Here we are, all set up in a strip of grass, sandwiched between a relatively busy road and a drop-off into the water.  At dusk. What could possibly go wrong?

Thankfully for us, we had plenty of grown-ups on hand, and nothing did go wrong.  

And then the boats came!  They were hard to capture on camera, but such a lovely sight.

Oh yes.  And fireworks.  Thank you, Richmond Hill!

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