* Mass first, of course.
* Then (after an hour's drive back from Omaha), everyone tumbled out of the nice cool car- into the sauna that is eastern Nebraska -- and changed out of their hot stiff church clothes...
Most of us stationed ourselves immediately in front of the a/c in the living room, as it's in the mid 90s and it's got to be about 80% humidity. We sat and talked about what we wanted to do about dinner and what movie we might want to watch later in the evening...
* But then, we got word that we had to run out and round up the chickens because Penny's idea of playing with them was not going over very well. So much for free-ranging these hens at the new house, I guess!
So, the kidlets ran out in their bare feet, of course. I stopped to put my shoes on -- and grab my camera. Naturally. And (oh darn!) by the time I got outside, they'd already captured and penned all the hens. (These guys are good!) So, instead of some exciting hen-catching photos that would make our day look wildly athletic, I could only manage a couple calm, quiet, peaceful Sunday afternoon vignettes. Like these:
|More of today's meal, some deviled eggs and some garden basil to go with the tomatoes.|
|Theresa doing one of the things she does best.|
|Cathy writing a letter.|
|William communing with his kindred spirit, Calvin|
| Anna on her name day-- taking her turn at the|
|Dan had a hankering for pesto and made up a batch.|
| And then there's Gabe. |
Catching up after a tiring week at Boys' Camp.