DADDY!! I dropped my fishing rod...

And he hadn't even got around to using it. 

Away for a few days and hopefully the excitement will calm down, the dog fell in the water (between the boat and the bank, of course), dropped fishing rod and cut foot for the husband - various thorns extracted from the foot and all taped up by me and my able (?) assistants. 

Everyone has that lovely hunger that fresh air gives you and sleepiness to boot. 

Today I'm grateful for:
Being away on the boat
Granny and Grandpa helping us get the boat out of the marina and up the locks
The eldest helping with all the locks, he did so well