Dennis came back to visit his foster parents across the street, and he and grandson David built a marble maze together. I loved the clacking sound as the marbles rolled down the chutes. Children’s toys might be more fun for young adults than youngsters.

Daughter Kate and the young men fed the last of the carrots to the horses that live behind us. The best entertainment is sometimes free.

 

After Kate went back to New Jersey, Nathaniel and I found a terrapin on the road as we walked. The little guy must have been frightened silly when the giant picked him off the road and put him in the grass. For days after, we looked along that stretch, hoping there would not be a splat on the road.

The day his mother left, Nathaniel spent the morning working on the waterfall that he and John built last year. It had begun to lose water rather drastically, and Nate found where water was escaping. I asked for a victory pose.

 

 

 

 

 

 

I offered Nathaniel a Moon Pie, knowing he needed the Southern experience of eating one. He already knew I was disappointed that the chocolate had no taste. The chef  devised an enhancement. He split it, added a marshmallow, drizzled chocolate sauce on it, and sprinkled it with espresso chocolate chips. The snack was so messy that we almost needed a shower after eating it. There was finally enough chocolate taste for me.