On our way to the lake, Hank and I love passing by this misplaced Californian mansion.
Grandma was pruning my parent's flowers and voila, showstopper. Grandmas know best.
Lunchtime rolled around and my mom wouldn't tell us what we were having. Then she brought out the surprise sandwiches, and well, she outdid herself. {french baguette + roasted pork tenderloin + caramelized onions + sauerkraut + provolone + mayo}
Two sweet girls painted this cooler for my dad. I'm pretty sure I need a Carolina one.
Bentley lived it up as a happy lake pup boat riding...
And letting his hair down, well really, letting his ears flap in the wind.
