Is this not the loveliest lake house entry ever? I swoon every time I drive up to the place and then I drool myself around the house. Oh, and A painted the fish herself on reclaimed wood. (more to come on her work!)
We dined on a traditional low country boil, dumped right smack on the table in the precise way these things should be done.
After supper the ladies retired to the porch and the boys took their mischief downstairs to the dock and game room.
And so went another memorable night with friends. Can't wait till next month, y'all!
xoxo
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