We saw much of Amy’s move from our front porch.  It became tense as we watched heavy thunderclouds approach.  The movers shoved items sitting on the drive into the truck at the last minute before the heavens opened.  What a deluge!

We thought the move was finished at this end until Amy told us they needed another truck. They had miscalculated, despite Amy’s asking if everything was going to fit in one medium-sized van.  The finish was postponed until the following day.

As planned, Amy and her sister Susan, came to our house.  We were with them when Amy got a peculiar computer-generated telephone message from her agent.  The closing was canceled due to lack of interest.  What????  They didn’t need that at the end of a long day when the closing was supposed to be in 15 hours.  It turned out to be a mistake, but mistakes can zap what little ooph you have left.

We had dinner, and this time I did remember one of Amy’s statements that had us laughing.

Susan said kindly, “I hope you are going to sleep like a baby tonight.”

Amy replied, “What?  Sleep two hours and wake up wet????”

After the meal, we had a little celebration.  It was our 52^nd wedding anniversary, marked by a chocolate cake which we five demolished in one sitting.

David took a shot of the movers and the stayers at my request.  I hadn’t wanted to aim the camera at Amy while she was in the middle of moving on an oppressively hot and humid day.  We all look fairly compliant.

We sat on the front porch waiting for dark.  Amy said she couldn’t sleep until it was dark, and Susan pointed out that it would take a while.  This day was not far from the longest day of the year.  The thunderstorm had cleared the air and lowered the temperature, so it was a pleasant wait.

We said our goodbyes after breakfast.  Susan supervised the movers while Amy went to the closing.  When everyone had gone, David and I went to Amy’s stream while it still belonged to her.  He waded up and down, choosing a rock to send back to a friend who is collecting one rock from every state.

Logan joined us, eager for anything to allay his boredom on the second day of summer vacation.  I took a quick shot as the guys moved from Amy’s land to ours.  Starting now, the place belongs to Dawn and Jeff.  I’ll introduce you as soon as we’ve met them ourselves.