Sunday, September 5, 2010
Labor Day fun
The weather was gorgeous, sunny and 75 degrees. Son-in-law, George, is an etymologist and nature lover. Every Labor Day he invites family and friends (he has a dozen siblings) to Sherwood Forest in Cuivre River State park for the entire weekend. It's a group camping area with four differen't sections of primitive cabins furnished only with bunks. Each area has a bathhouse and an outdoor fire pit. Years ago, we used to spend the entire weekend in Sherwood Forest, sleep in those insect riddled cabins and cook and eat our meals in the mess hall with the other 100 people in attendance. Some years it was unbearbley hot, others freezing cold at night, and last year it was rainy and the ground so muddy and soupy, every one left early.
This year Bill and I decided a full day from 9:00 a.m. until 9:00 p.m. would be sufficient. Before we left, Georgie, who was already there, texted and asked if we had any board games. Bill texted back: Phase Ten, Yahtzee, Smart Ass. Georgie texted, Grandpa, WHAT did I do?!
We forgot that Georgie was sick last week and missed Bill's birthday. So he wasn't aware that Bill had received the trivia game, Smart Ass as a gift. We sure got a chuckle out of that.
The 65 children of all ages, played baseball, volleyball, soccer, badminton, did archery, rode bikes through the woods, hiked trails, and worked up endless appetites. Darkness brought added fun as the teenaged boys ganged up against the teenaged girls to see who could wreak the most havoc on the other ones' cabins. Nightfall brought roaring fires where adults and the younger children made s'mores. Sean, eleven years old decided to find some firewood. We heard him coming before we saw him; he'd found a downed limb, practically half of a small tree.
Autumn is my favorite season, and yesterday was a perfect fall day to be with family and friends, to appreciate the beauty in nature, to star gaze in an open field without artificial light, to awe at how fast the years are flying and how big the grandkids are getting, and to be grateful for how blessed we truly are.
Did you do something special for Labor Day?