Our Mailbox
&
Rain On Our Picnic
Because Abigail wanted something to do on Friday morning, and there was going to be a picnic at our pavilion on Saturday evening, I asked her to top the dead Shasta Daisies and pick up sticks – the result of several thunderstorms during the week.
A short time later I looked outside and saw that Cerwin and Lydia were having a “conference” at the mailbox. Then I noticed that there was no mailbox. 
As it turned out, Lydia had bumped it with the grass catcher of the lawnmower and knocked it over.
When I got there, Cerwin was teasing her about reckless driving – before assuring her that a strong wind could have knocked it over.
By Saturday morning, Lydia and Cerwin had designed a new mailbox post.
I forgot to take pictures at our Sunday school class picnic on Saturday evening, until we had a sudden downpour and I ran to an uncovered table to retrieve some things – including my camera. I took this photo (of everyone crowded under the pavilion) while standing in pouring rain.
We did have nice weather, except for the five to ten minute rain.
Several of the men are farmers, and mentioned that our fields and grass were much greener than theirs – and they live only ten to fifteen miles away. The next day in Sunday school some of them said they did not get rain the evening before.
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Wait until you see what we did on Friday night – to support Abigail’s handsome Nathaniel. 
Maybe a picture of her ride that night will give you a hint.
