but not until dear dad had to piece together from his "scrappy" scrap pile to find the right stuff to burn for just the toastiest of mellows.
and just in case you wonder ...it wasn't perfect...we had , messy, sticky, whiny kiddos, a couple o' swing mishaps, blood, sweat and tears (yes, all three),and tweeny girls that wouldn't come out of hiding when it was time to go. completely normal here!...and completely worth it...
good friends, blue skys, "smore"" smeared hands and lips, garden fragrances thick in the air and a blanket of color before me, who could ask for more?
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