S'more Time

Today I spent the day at a friend's lake house. Every year, at the end of the summer, Sue hosts a picnic for the ladies from the photo club. It's one of those events where everyone brings something to nibble on, and we just hang out talking, taking photos, swimming, and thinking about the assigned topics for the photo competitions in the year ahead of us.

Part of the tradition is having a boat ride around the lake and then taking a group photo. It's basically a comedy of errors--getting everyone posed, looking in the same direction at the right time, getting all the cameras started at the same time, and then the mad dash for everyone to get in the shot before the cameras go off.

This year there were only three cameras on tripods, but in years past we've had up to 6 or 7. It's really more fun photographing the one or two people assigned to press all the shutter buttons and their efforts to get into the group on time than it is to photograph the group.

As the afternoon wore on, the bugs became a little intense, so we went to the point and sat next to the fire. These kayakers went by and I couldn't resist trying to get them through the leaves of the trees.

Along with the fire and the great view of the lake, there were the makings for S'mores. I wondered when I last had one and couldn't remember. Guess it was a long time ago. Anyway, they were good and we all had a good time. As it began growing dark, I headed home. Another good day.