While I helped the church with a garage sale, Byron and the girls worked around the house all day. Byron split the wood and made us a nice stack for our short winter. All of the rotten stuff and grass clippings were piled high for a Bonn fire.
Hmmmm...? Is this marshmallow burnt enough? Or do I need to burn it some more?
It was a perfect night for drawing by lantern, talking to Mama, looking at the stars, trying to spot bats (no luck), guessing why the crew boat visited the ship out back (to bring a river pilot?...Someone to the hospital?), trying to do cart wheels, playing motorboat....and....
having the bench all to yourself to contemplate......
Dirty feet and all. Then sleeping in the tent when you have a perfectly good bed a few yards away.
I'm convinced...The best things in life are credit free.