Monday, July 30th, 2007 - Hold me now, oh-oh warm my heart
The picnic wasn't all eating, though. We did fly Maggie's birthday kite...
...and get away from the group for a while to sing a little Thompson Twins. Go figure.
To get to the picnic we walked about an hour from our parking spot at the Colony Cafe. A long walk like that a person needs to take a few breaks for photo ops...
...for naps...
...and for, well, other things.
While we frolicked at the Lighthouse, Nan was busy working, cleaning bakeapples that Grandma and Granda had picked at Cape Race a few days earlier.
After supper we all went to the cemetery for the annual outdoor Mass there, which drew a huge crowd and (although brief) was lovely. We visited the graves of some of my family, including the grave of my great-grandfather Mr. Jim O'Toole, whose portrait hangs in the kitchen and who Ed is quite attached to. That was a nice moment.
The boys needed a little pool time to unwind after a full day.
Ed needed something a little stronger.