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Lake Party Shore Post
It's early afternoon.
Somehow, somewhere, some magical person has effected a change.
The sun is not warm; it's hot.
The lake is not frozen; it's the temperature of water which has been warming under the sun for a summer.
The grass is green.
In the expanse of lawn between the bar and the water, there is a smallish bar set up; patrons can help themselves, or bartenders can suck up by manning it. Adjacent to that bar are tables, laden with food: hamburgers, hot dogs, bratwurst, chicken, spicy black bean burgers, potato salad, corn on the cob...
You get the picture.
So come on out. The sun won't stay like this forever.
Somehow, somewhere, some magical person has effected a change.
The sun is not warm; it's hot.
The lake is not frozen; it's the temperature of water which has been warming under the sun for a summer.
The grass is green.
In the expanse of lawn between the bar and the water, there is a smallish bar set up; patrons can help themselves, or bartenders can suck up by manning it. Adjacent to that bar are tables, laden with food: hamburgers, hot dogs, bratwurst, chicken, spicy black bean burgers, potato salad, corn on the cob...
You get the picture.
So come on out. The sun won't stay like this forever.