Lloyd and I just got back from the Sommerer Family Reunion. It rained most of the time so I didn’t have my iPad out, so I don’t have many pictures. Use your imagination and we’ll do just fine.
We were a lighter bunch this year. For one reason or another there were several people gone. (We’re looking at you, Sam and Rachel.) The rain put a damper on the outside activities – no boating, swimming, baseball game – but everyone gathered in the pavilion for visiting and lots and lots and lots and lots of eating. We managed just fine.
Good thing there was a Gator to sit on. (That great-nephew Indy.)
Lloyd led services on Sunday since Steve (our preacher cousin) was also absent. They had a hymn sing and he read the Parable of the Rummage Sale and did a right fine job.
Since Sam and Rachel didn’t go, we decided to camp in the Prius. (Usually we are in a bunkhouse with their family.) I kept obsessively checking the weather and was secretly delighted that it was going to be rainy and cool. We got a good campsite with some trees close by, and nephew Declan – who is a Boy Scout – was enlisted to help me set up a tarp so we’d have a dry place to stand getting in and out of the car. It worked out well. (I told him that if it failed, he and I needed to blame each other.)
The view from inside, right before my afternoon nap:
It rained pretty constantly, and though no rain got inside the tent/car, it was just so cool and humid that everything was damp. As I write this, we haven’t been home two hours and I’m already on my second load of laundry and the tent, tarp and mattress are propped up or hanging up to dry. I hope we’ll be dry by morning.