Party Time: a community effort

With banners flicking in the wind and swords and shields a plenty, today we do war.

It’s Monkeyface’s tenth birthday party and in 75 degrees and under a clear blue sky, armed with foam and duct tape boffers and plastic basket shields, we will organize silly battles for small people to jump into the fray of battle most frenetic and have loads of fun We’ll be giving all attendees a how to and how NOT to fight with boffers talk, but mostly, we’ll stand back, pick the “dead” ones off the field and direct them to the resurrection table (wait 30 seconds before jumping back in!) , and take a few thousand photos.

The back field of our property is the battle ground; until yesterday it was overgrown with the russet grass of summer’s end. We would have mowed (mown?) it had our lawn mower/tractor not given up the ghost. Blessed as we are with lovely neighbors, all I had to do was ask; SJ half a mile away put his tractor onto a hitched flatbed, brought it over and took care of the monstrous grass that would certainly have been an impediment to a successful battle. I paid him in hugs and homemade pickles. Grinning, he said he would come and do battle today. Truly, lovely neighbors.

Have a lovely Sunday!!