they're back . . .

Yes the cousinly mob has returned. Last night ten of us spent the night on the deck watching for shooting stars (we saw one with a half-sky tail) and satellites and bats and owls. My girl cousins are going through old bins of stuff; here they are modeling their finds ~ woolen (!!) bathing suits.

We spent the day on water balloon fights, treks to the 100 acre wood, 1 beesting and many ensuing tears and lamentations, a great deal of pool splashing, naps, relocating a misplaced frog, reading in the hammock, multiple scrapes and bashes, hamburgers and watermelon for dinner on the deck, a visit from my folks, and many wails of sorrow when it was time to part. All of us will sleep deeply tonight and dream of next time . . .