This is what it looked like yesterday, looking back toward the house Len used to own, on the last day of August, from the middle of the Raft Island bridge. Once in a while I feel the need for a Rosedale fix. Len and I had such a grand time floating on those beautiful waters in his Tiderunner, his brothers old aluminum canoe, assorted blowup floating devices and finally our last outing in the kayak his neighbors gave us. We met at such a carefree time in our lives...families were raised, we were still young...heh..in our 50's...and loved being together....for what more could you ask :o)
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