L's birthday as photojournal

L's birthday was Saturday. Friday I sent flowers to her work, when they arrived the card said they were from somebody called "Davis".


I don't know Davis, but I admit he has robust taste in floral arrangements.

We drove north after work to a house on Lake Lanier we rented for the weekend. We ate at a noisy restaurant on the way and arrived long after sunset. Here's the porch at night.


From the porch, lights line the path as it winds down to the lake.



The house during the day, looking up to the car and the road beyond.


This picture of the lake path...


... is also the 5000th photograph my camera has taken. The completion of a cycle brings one peace. Here's the first picture I took with this camera:


Which brings us back to the path...


... and from there the dock.


We swam and dock-sat and drank absinthe and listened to Boards of Canada and talked and swam some more. Then we walked back to the house.


The house is three stories, has four bedrooms and two baths and feels like it could sleep 26.

L knitting on the porch as I type:


bathroom 1


The ground floor bedroom:


the kitchen:


the basement bedroom, for children:


The author's workstation:


The livingroom 1


The livingroom 2


L's bedroom:


The master bedroom 1


The master bedroom 2


jacuzzi in the bath off the master bedroom:


the shower in the bath off the master bedroom. There were options for water to spray from any combination of four different shower heads.


Back to the living room where L has moved her knitting:


And this is the porch, where we eat. We came downstairs Saturday morning and found water raining from the porch ceiling into our glasses left out the night before. I felt like I was in a Tarkovsky film.


L's birthday dinner:


L's sparkling wine glass, and also her favourite glass in the house:


Breakfast Sunday was French toast and scrambled eggs, prepared by the author.


Another day on the dock. The iphone played Shine on you crazy diamond live from Los Angeles in 1975. We put on lots of sunscreen and played on the raft, seen below, until it was time to head back in.


And here we are.