Camp ’18 (Day 6, Part 2)

August 2 (still)

Continuing our guided tour of the spectacular Christopher Farm & Gardens on Lake Michigan . . .

[On to the food gardens . . . ]

[The grape, oft crushed ‘neath naked feet . . . ]

[Likely less edible plant material . . . ]

[Here’s looking at you, kid . . . ]

[It’s time for a rest . . . ]

[Again, John and Rosalba, the camp couple of the year . . . ]

[Monarchs among the coneflowers . . . ]

[Maybe a monarch?]

[Sorry, didn’t get the tree label . . . ]

[Readying for a venture to some newer gardens . . . ]

[“The Biddies” waitin’ for the Robert E. Lee (it was never there on time).]

[Showing tremendous ease around a rodent whose relative in D.C. once nipped her finger . . . ]

[Yes, try to find a garden, park, or golf course steel bridge that isn’t from Alex!]

[We’ve been here twice now but have yet to see an operating train . . . ]

[Could that be Babe, to blue ox?]

[A multiple train station garden . . . ]

[How often do you come across a silver baby elephant?]

[Toga party?]

[The Super points out the Alex bridge . . . ]

[And bridge builder . . . ]

[Nope, didn’t try it.  The can was too big . . . ]

[We believe this is where Reetz lost her glasses.  A week later, CFG found them in a bed and mailed them back to her . . . ]

[Appears to be prairie blazing star . . . ]

[Took a photography class.  Gotta ‘B.’]

[“Jayrassic” Park, ultimately a full hosta garden – with dinosaurs!]

[Watch out, Kathy!]

[A pterodactyl and T. Rex . . . ]

[Kathy and a raptor . . . ]

[A dino-owl?]

[Now on the tee . . . ]

[While searching for Reetz’s glasses, “The Biddies” came back with a guy and a dog and a golf cart?]

[And a final passing “thought” about CFG from the Super . . . ]

[Meanwhile, back at camp, the first pontoon ride of the evening returns to port . . . ]

[And we’re next!]

[Pulling out into the shipping lanes, that’s our dining hall . . . ]

[That’s the Sputh Round House, morning coffee, muffin, and newspaper . . . ]

[Waterfront (duh!) . . . ]

[And outside dining area (chipmunks and squirrels would “police” the area every night) . . . ]

[The swimming area with Annex above (Anne & Bill were on the lower level) . . . ]

[The “haunted” boat house . . . ]

[Our pilot Sam reported that the leaf area along the shoreline is eaten back to a uniform level by deer feeding from the iced over lake in winter . . . ]

[Our “sister” pontoon with a smaller number of passengers . . . ]

[The house in the background was allegedly rented by Tom Cruise when he raced at Road America . . . ]

[Allegedly Paul Newman’s place when he raced at Road America . . . ]

[As darkness settles in , we realize we were not going to have a sunset . . . ]

[These birds circled in in swarms like I’ve never seen on a lake before – like the Quelea in Africa.  It was so dark already I couldn’t tell what they were – not water fowl, nor gulls.  Finally figured they had to be . . . ]

[The Common Tern (borrowed photo)]

[Heading back into what would have been a sunset on a clear night, Sam steers us home . . . ]

[And goodnight, as we pass the $9 million Johnsonville Brat house . . . ]

I’m tired of being set upon by crazed Christians one minute and unbridled libertines the next. Girls, I’m going camping.  ~  Bailey White

Up Next:  Day 7?