Last Sunday we packed up the car and headed west to the Berkshires for a good old-fashioned Griswald family vacation. We spent a week in a tiny little cabin at the Mohawk Trail State Forest, six of us in all, and had a wonderful time.

The six of us were: me, Penny, Ethan, our nephew Tyler, and Penny’s mom and dad. There was hiking, swimming, kayaking, reading, card games, campfires, and roasted marshmallows. Lots and lots of roasted marshmallows.

I was also able to take a week off from the actual writing of my novel and instead play around with some plot issues that have been giving me fits lately. The resulting solution—arrived at during one of those wonderful Eureka moments sometime late Saturday night/Sunday morning—helped me fix a story element that’s been bugging me for a long time. So, it was fun and productive.

And now here are the pictures.

The stowaway

The stowaway

Our cozy cabin

Our cozy cabin

Penny and the hiker baby

Penny and the hiker baby

Ents

Ents

'No more monkeys jumping on the bed!'

No more monkeys jumping on the bed!

Water baby

Water baby

Flower child

Flower child

Tylerbeeste

A savage Tylerbeeste

One of the locals

One of the locals