Bonnie (Lamb) and Ken Ott came over to the Cottage for a visit in August.
Ken turned out to be an experienced cornhole player.
Alan and I were mesmerized by this butterfly.
He kept flying around this bush and I kept hoping to catch a
spectacular picture.

I settled for these.
Dad took the whole group out to dinner at the Island House in Port Clinton.
Playing around with a sign on the sidewalk.
Watching traffic on the water.

Somehow, the faux owl isn't as scary as the owner might like.