That was a satisfying last Sunday of summer. We went to church, heard a sermon on repentance. Ate a quick and easy lunch. Certain folks took a quick nap, then hubby and I took a walk. After supper we played a made-up basketball game that involved people on rip-sticks shooting baskets , then somehow ended up with a game of Knock-Out but you had to shoot by first bouncing the basketball on a mini-trampoline and then hopefully have the right trajectory to make a basket.
Unfortunately, I was having too much fun to get the camera.
We watched one of our bake-off competitions online. Grabbed blankets and pillows and set up camp on the blacktop looking for shooting stars. Some people were sure they saw shooting stars,
I didn't so I'm sure they weren't there.
Were convinced to set off some of the last of the fireworks and found a crazy bug/millipede thingy crawling through the ashes.
He proved to be quite aggressive for such a little critter, rearing up to attack an inquisitive finger. Looked it up and after a bit of debate- even online- decided it to be a Rove beetle. They are nasty little critters, that seem to make a drug that will make other bugs slaves to it.
Finished up the watermelon, ate some hard-boiled eggs and tomatoes (really kids!) And they are off to bed. Determined to "make something" with the twelve dozen eggs our industrious chickens have given us. Possibly Floating Islands and Angel Food cake.
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