Bobby is laying on a large block of ice in his swimsuit, next to the lake. He's remembered his sun block, and is simply thinking about how weird it is to have people working around Here. There's some old guy on a riding lawn mower working his way along the edge of the golf course in the the distance, and a middle aged woman mucking out stalls in the stable.
Still, things are pretty peaceful, and while he was thrown off balance by the changes at first, there doesn't seem to be anything sinister going on.
Maybe he'll see if he can find anyone to ride ice blocks down a hill with him, later.