It seems that the days of taking a week off to be together as a family have gone by the wayside. Children grow, responsibilities creep upon us, and life in general seems to choke out the time we all once used to have available.
So we settle for a weekend away up at the Fruitland cabin.
I’ll take what I can get, which included teaching my nephew how to gut his own fish,
my niece going fishing for the first time,
Family target practice assaulting a whole slew of soda cans,
with games of horse shoes, card games, and a clinic on making the best smores in the land.
Yes, I’ll take what time I can get.

Wench, bring my ale, what say you?

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