Summer Trends

Thursday, June 28, 2007

Thursday morning broke with storms in the west.

According to the girls’ itinerary, which Carrie had emailed to Collette in a hurry Monday morning before departing, they had plans to possibly continue their tour with the Moss’ to Blue Mountain National Park to hike to the caves and the Three Sisters Rock Formation.

And perhaps Carrie had already had her first taste of lamb and mint before departing Sydney. That was one check mark on her list, despite her new somewhat vegetarian diet.

Over at the house, the family was in the throes of summer. This meant, of course, more lenience in the measure of sleeping in, time on the computer playing Armadillo Run, and a lazy breakfast system (although Mom made fried egg sandwiches to help get the day rolling that particular morning). To the younger ones, this was the essential summer. Although come late morning all the way into the later part of the night, they were thoroughly ready for games, swims, and fun in the sun for hours upon end.

However, this Thursday morning, the rain and the muggy atmosphere of the early afternoon kept their outdoor adventures somewhat at bay.

Meanwhile, Rose took off for the library later in the day, returning with a pile of foreign travel, including Turkey and Great Britain.

And plans were discussed regarding the Fourth of July.

“Let’s just have a nice quiet evening with the family,” Dad was saying, “watching ‘Capitol Fourth’ on PBS.”

That was Dad’s idea of an enjoyable Independence Day. The kids, however, preferred to blow up forty-seven dozen fireworks over barbecue and watermelon.

Collette and Puck hung around into the evening at the house for dinner and to watch “Bridge To Terabithia”. (OLeif was out late at work again.)

And Puck had the enjoyment of sitting on the front porch watching the rain and singing with his grandma in the morning and the afternoon and with his mom in the evening. He giggled throughout the day and bounced around in his little overalls, as much bouncing as he could possibly muster for still being only ten weeks old. Later, he watched the movie with the family and fell asleep in his grandma’s arms.

“Down came a jumbuck to drink at that billabong
Up jumped the swagman and grabbed him with glee,
And he sang as he shoved that jumbuck in his tucker bag,
You’ll come a Waltzing Matilda with me.

“Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda,
You’ll come a Waltzing Matilda with me,
And he sang as he shoved that jumbuck in his tucker bag,
You’ll come a Waltzing Matilda with me.”