Early morning and E. working hard.

I returned from my walk to find Matt's elbow peeking out from his sleeping bag, but not much else.
 

Waiting for Matt to get up, I got a bunch of pictures of E., one of Cindy's relatives.  He cracked me up when ever I would encounter him throughout the weekend. He wandered about with a serious expression on his face, always working at something.  In this case, he was joined by a random dog and explored the mechanics of  the push mower.