First of all, I have no photos of the dead possum.  We’re not even certain it was a possum.  It was a tragedy for the little animal which ran directly into the path of our car as we drove along Lake Huron. 

Thank goodness we didn’t swerve.  There were cars coming toward us and behind us.  The poor possum simply wanted to cross the road and reach the woods on the other side.  My mom and I both felt terrible as the sickening thud sounded when cute little animal crunched beneath the tires.

Perhaps we shouldn’t talk any more about it…but we both felt bad for the little fellow…

Swan in the Lexington Marina

Swan in the Lexington Marina

After we shopped at the Port Huron mall and lunched on salads at Garfield’s, it was time for an outdoor adventure. We had read that a Civil War Re-enactment was taking place in Lexington, a town less than a dozen miles to the north.

So off to the Civil War Re-enactment we drove!  However.  I am once again sad to report there are no photos of civil war heroes.  No guns, cannons, muskets, Union or Confederate flags.  We never could really locate the hub of activity.

Instead we meandered along the shore, walking along the pier, truly luxuriating in the beautiful June afternoon along Lake Huron.  Everyone reading this blog would have enjoyed it.  You could have even bought a cup of coffee before your stroll.  Like I did.  Except poor Mom had to keep holding the coffee cup while I took pictures.  (She didn’t seem to mind!  What a good Mom she is !)

Rather tame Red-wing blackbird along the pier

Rather tame Red-wing blackbird along the pier

We pondered why we don’t do things like this more often.  The best part of this blog and outdoor commitment has been that it keeps all of us active and trying new things.  Instead of staying on the worn and beaten path, we try new trails.  We linger looking out over the lake.  We congratulate ourselves on trying new adventures.

Laughing young girls enjoying the afternoon

Laughing young girls enjoying the afternoon

Speaking of laughing young girls, it was delightful spending time with the nieces and nephews again later this afternoon (after our time in Lexington).  Our nephew flew in from Florida in the middle of the night and regaled us with stories about his life down in Fort Myers.  So fun to see him.

Here is a photo of another niece, the youngest, surrounded by three lively and engaging dogs.  Guess you’ve seen all the nieces now! 

Another beautiful niece (plus Chloe, Mazy and Cami)

Another beautiful niece (plus Chloe, Mazy and Cami)

Finally, I wanted to take a photo of the very last standing live apple tree in the backyard. When we were kids, at least a dozen apple trees, maybe more, served as our playground.  We had a sandbox, swings, tire swing, forts and all sorts of fun beneath the apple trees.  We climbed them, dreamed in them, and played in them for most of our childhood.  My two brothers and I loved those trees.

The apple orchard was planted years back when this sub-division was a sprawling farm.  An old wooden wagon nestled beneath one of the trees.  It’s kind of sad and nostalgic to say goodbye to the apple orchard…unless perhaps one of these baby apples might drop to the ground and re-seed another orchard sometime in the future.

Remnants of Johnny Appleseed...

Remnants of Johnny Appleseed...

Tomorrow is the graduation party, and by tomorrow night at this time a friend and I will be driving north.  Back toward the Upper Peninsula, after a wonderful week here in the Lower Peninsula with friends and family.

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