Camp

The word "camp" has many meanings. From dictionary.com, it can mean: a place where an army or other group of persons is lodged in tents or other temporary means of shelter; to establish or pitch a camp; to speak or behave in a coquettishly playful or extravagantly theatrical manner. In New York, camp mainly refers to a vacation dwelling, usually on a lake or river. Ontario has cottages, North Carolina has beach houses, New York has camps.

Our friend Mike invited us to spend Sunday at his sister's camp on Lake Ontario, near Henderson. The day started out cloudy and humid, but by the time we arrived at camp around noon, the clouds were gone, the sun was shining and there was a lovely breeze coming off the lake. It was the annual holiday weekend get-together for both sides of the family, so there were plenty of people, including lots of children, and numerous dogs.

Here is James standing at the shoreline:


This is the view of the camp from the water:


Aidan and Mike's son Ryan enjoyed swimming in Lake Ontario:


Aidan is still amazed that Lake Ontario looks almost as big as the ocean:


I enjoyed the scenery and lovely weather in my own way:


It was a fabulous day of food, fun, games and laughter. By the early evening, Aidan still had energy to clown around:


We arrived back at home tired and a little sun weary, but a very good time was had by all.

Market morning

This morning we left the house at 9 am with our insulated market basket to drive over to CNY Regional Market. Our primary goal was to purchase from Meadowood Farm, which makes delicious sheep's milk cheese. Although we knew they were located in Shed C today, it was still difficult to find them among the throngs of people. But happily we did find them and bought brebis (a fresh, chevre-type cheese) flavored with ginger and an aged cheese.

Here is just how crowded it was:


And yes, the people watching was spectacular, thank you for asking.

We also visited and purchased from The Pierogie Guy, about whom we have heard many positive comments. I was torn between the Buffalo Chicken and the Potato Bacon Cheddar piergoies, but we ultimately chose the Potato Bacon Cheddar flavor.

I will admit that the crowds got to me. We were packed so closely and I was constantly afraid that Aidan would get separated from us, so I finally had to step to the side and take many deep breaths. James did some scouting on his own while Aidan and I enjoyed the shade.

Here is Aidan's "I don't like going to the market" expression:


And here is his "I get to eat yummy cheese at lunch" expression:


We did not find any brats, so we made a side trip to Liehs & Steigerwald on the way home. But we did find plenty of other items to buy at the market:


Also tucked into that basket were fresh cherries and pepper jelly. It was definitely a good market morning (dare I say fruitful?) and we are going to eat well.