This photo was taken during Camp Manzke last weekend. Can you identify the word depicted?
Today was another Saturday we were happy we didn’t have campers in our backyard. A Fast-moving thunderstorm that came through the area a bit ago would have raised havoc with campers and tents. Good thing it was just Bob and me here when it went through and we were safe in the house.
I just thought I’d add a couple more photos from our family weekend.
Dave and Russell spent hours cutting up fallen trees on our farm. We are so thankful for their help and also for the help of Seth and Rob who helped pick up log pieces from the lane.
Now that our farm lane is clear of fallen trees Bob and I are able to drive down to our favorite viewing spot by the woods.
This photo was taken from our favorite spot last year. Any day we catch a glimpse of a whitetail or two is always a good day.
It was cloudy when our campout started on our farm Thursday evening. One tent went up, but Rebecca and Andy decided to wait for the rest of the family to arrive on Friday before staying the night.
The rest of the weekend’s weather was near perfect, a little hot, a little windy, but near perfect.
This is what our backyard looked like by Friday evening. Four families divided into tents and popup camper. One tent had just girls and the popup had just boys. A third tent had one teenager.
Bob and I stayed up past our bedtime to sit around the campfire with our family. We did not go into any tent. We went up to our bedroom where we slept with our dog and two cats. (Actually, we left Sunny our dog to spend the night in the kitchen with Rachel’s dog, Jade. That way they both had company.)
Early Saturday, we went to the Outagamie County Fair to see the animals.
In the afternoon the kids had a water balloon fight.
Sitting under the night sky, seeing shooting stars, and being with family was the best.
The coming weekend is our annual Camp Manzke on Sunnybook Farm. All our children and grandchildren will be here at one time or another.
Last year we had cool wet weather. This year we hope for better days and nights.
We hope to have a good turnout again in 2019, but will be missing one or two relatives from Illinois. Hoping to see them later this summer.
Now food and needed stuff are being parceled out so we don’t have tons of one thing and not enough of another–a friend went to a potluck picnic once where everyone brought baked beans.
I can’t wait for everyone to arrive. It will be a wild and crazy weekend. I will let you know how it all turns out, eventually.