My brother is in charge of Thanksgiving, and I am in charge of Christmas. This works out great for both of us. Wayne alternates from having it at his home or at the lake.
Somehow being out in the open makes the time together special.
Lake Thurmond at Clark's Hill, SC.
(Not really a lake - it is a reservoir for the hydroelectric dam.)
You will notice all faces are in shadow or blocked due to my family's aversion to having pictures made. You will also notice I forgot to have someone take my photo.
Use your imagination!
Wayne, Olivia, and Chucks discuss weighty world issues - like when is dinner ready?
Olivia serenaded us on her vintage mandolin that she conveniently gave Wayne for Father's Day.
Ferris unfolding himself from his Fiat - vintage of course.
That's the way this family rolls.
Grandma Jo letting Ferris know the proper directions for next time.
She's 83 - she might be antique instead of vintage.
Cornish game hens smoked over maple wood. YUM!
On the menu: baked sweet potatoes with cinnamon, fresh green beans with onions, and dressing.
My contribution? Tea and pumpkin fudge brownies.
The brownies were a big hit - especially with Chucks who has forbidden me to bake another batch.
Go to Love, Pomegranate House blog for the recipe for the two-ingredient brownies.
The view from the beach below the campsite.
The water level is many feet down due to drought, water rights issues, and conservation efforts of wetlands downstream.
After eating we treasure hunt on the beach.
Thousands of fresh water clam shells, pieces of quartz, and driftwood.
I found an old grindstone.
There is Olivia searching for heart stones and skipping stones.
It was a gorgeous day.