Opening Day, Amos Lake

It was warm today, almost hot, and after a busy morning spent writing then doing outdoor chores, we packed the car with sand chairs and my bathing suit and towel, lathered on sunscreen, and drove to my daughter and son-in-law's to pick up the grandkids. Our destination was Amos Lake, our longtime favorite swimming hole and a cherished spot we hadn't visited since closing day in early September. The beach club we're able to frequent, by dint of our kids being members—grandparents are "grandfathered in"—opened today, and we were paying a visit to celebrate my grandson Ezra's 14th birthday. Ez and his crew were happily doing all sorts of young teen things in the water and on the beach, and I was happy to photograph them and feel both young and old again. When I eventually sat down in one of these chairs to scan the scene, everything at the lake looked wonderful, utterly unchanged. For that, much thanks.