We couldn’t have asked for more perfect weather for our impromptu lake jaunt. It was the quintessential spring day with warm air, light wind, and zero clouds. But it was spring, and the air was warm, not hot. That meant the water hadn’t warmed up yet, and it took us a while to adjust to its frigid grasp. But once we were in, nothing could stop our fun. We swam and splashed and played and kissed and swam some more until the sun began its descent and the air cooled.
A visit to Gilbert Gardens was not complete without a leisurely walk on the trails, so we tried to gather the dogs to walk around the lake with us, but they had other plans. Correction: Rosie had other plans. She always did, and this time they backfired. Poor thing got sprayed by a skunk. She waited for us at the trailhead, whimpering, looking pitiful, and smelling like hot trash. I took her to the outside basin immediately when we got home and had to bathe her three times to get that smell off her.
While I was out there, I tended to the money tree and harvested the cash. Another §8,000! I wasn’t a great student, but if my math was right, we could move within two days. Time to start packing.
