I don’t know how we forgot to post about it, but way back in September, a huge group of my close and extended family gathered in Garland, Utah for a lakeside family reunion. The place is set on a private ski lake, complete with a waterski course, ski boat, and a plethora of kayaks and paddle boards. The place is gorgeous and completely thought out right down to the tiniest detail.
We ate, skied, paddled, ate, and skied some more. We also learned that on the whole, we’re pretty mediocre skiers, missing nearly every buoy, but we had a really lovely time.
Late Sunday afternoon, from our perch in the hot tub we spotted a gorgeous bald eagle soar by. We scurried down the lake shore, chlorine puddling beneath us just in time to watch him scoop a fish from the lake. He returned again and again, all afternoon, swooping down to secure an afternoon meal.