7th June 2020
With the relaxing of the quarantine restrictions many places have started to open for business, although the wearing of masks are still encouraged.
There have been the usual spate of lake accidents including a girl who got her leg chewed up by a boat propeller, and two drownings, and its only a few days into June.
The lake looks so inviting on hot days, and it draws the weak to do stupid shit, and die.
Kelli was having a day out with Greer in Grand Rapids leaving me to do a few small jobs that I have been meaning to do for ages.
I did a bit of finishing to the large dresser before dragging it into the house to take some pictures.
The main task I wanted to do was erect a rotary washing line. This thing had laid on the hard standing since we move in, so armed with a spade and a bag of ready-mix concrete I started digging.
The ground around the lake is so sandy, it’s a wonder anything grows on it.
Luckily I had enough to finish the job, but the sun had taken its toll on my white skin, it was time to get out of the heat and into the air-conditioned luxury of the house.
Later when Kelli returned we had a family turn up to collect a bookcase that we had for sale.
After that we took a cycle down to the lake, the holiday rentals are now starting to fill up meaning the area has a few more frying bodies laid out on the sand.
I was shocked at the amount of erosion that has occurred, rows of trees have been undermined and lay dying on the beach. The water level has stayed high since last year, meaning many of the million dollar homes have parts of their garden submerged with the rising water, sucks to be them.