We're upstate today visiting with the McKeon side of the family on a private island hemmed in by Brantingham Lake. "Private island" makes it sound pretty fancy, but it's actually more like a semi-rustic sleep-away camp for grownups which means lots of board gaming, occasional kayaking, and plenty of beer drinking. It's all sorts of fun. Though I have never seen a snake on the island, we have come across a crow skull while playing all-terrain bocce on the back hills, as well as the remains of a deer that probably crossed the frozen lake midwinter and got stuck once the waters thawed. At least that's my guess.
If we ever did discover a snake inside one of the many hollowed out logs that someone's bocce inevitably rolls into, I'd really like to know what I'm up against.
That's why I really really really need this poster.
- Cathleen
