We had our third annual Labor Day campout with friends and the weather cooperated perfectly. The mosquitos didn't, but they were nothing we couldn't handle.
For the first time, the clouds cooperated on a stargazing night when all the astronomical equipment was set up at the observatory and we all (grown-ups and kids) piled in the back of the pickup for the short ride there. We saw Saturn (which looked like a little sticker stuck on end of the telescope) and its rings, Mars and Venus. And a lovely star that turned out to be an airplane.
Mitchell wore the same pair of pants the whole weekend, and all the kids were filthy at the end of each day.
The boys found snakes.
Right about here I wondered what the snake was up to. I knew it was harmless, but....
it turned out to have no ill intentions. If you are squeamish, you might want to avoid the next couple pictures.
I think it was stressed out from being handled so much.
Because it regurgitated its dinner. That's a frog leg sticking out of the snake's mouth, in case you can't tell.
I did not take a picture of the partially digested frog. You are welcome.
The rest of our time was lovely and snake and frog free.
We played cards and took walks and sat around the campfire and talked. And laughed. And napped.
I had to wash my hair three times to get the smoke smell out of my hair.
And Robb won all the Ladder Golf games. So the weekend was a winner. Poor Norm.