Today was the first day in the new season, the season of routines. Merrick and Sophia are both back at school full time, and loving it. Merrick is very happy about going to his new school and Sophia is settling in nicely and proudly tells me about her new friends. According to her it only took her one day to part of the popular group. Group survival starts early in life. Merrick was proud that he was invited to a birthday party although he seemed a little unclear about the persons name, date or location of the party. Hot lunch has been a big hit for both of them. Last weekend was the first weekend after the start of school, albeit Merrick had a much altered week. Friday night we crashed and just tried to recharge after all the scheduling changes that back to school brings, although we were able to sneak out to the compost site and watch some of the quasi-tame and massively antlered white-tails munch on the produce of gardens past. We also hit a thrift sale on the way home in which we came very close to buying a stainless steel and brass viking helmet complete with real bull horns attached. It was pretty cool, but not enough for use to part with twenty-five dollars. Saturday morning we were back in the "steel-tent" and cruising for new deals and treasures. Sophia scooped up a porceilin doll and Merrick grabbed an etch-a-sketch and we were back home in time for some domestic cleaning. With our work done we headed down to the river with a bucket of worms and spent a couple hours catching fish. The kids were catching gobies (a great lakes invasive) as well as stripped and small mouthed bass. I was mostly catching stickfish. There is a new bridge that is now open near our fishing hole so we were able to walk across that and watch the boats come through the locks. Future plans for the bridge include a large pier to extend into the river channel for walleye fishing, so we are looking forward to the completion of that phase of the project. As is so typical for this area there are always the sound of live music near by and Saturday afternoon was no different, we found a large stage with a cover band playing and stomped our feet for a couple of songs in the diminishing summer sun. Sunday found us entertaining a friend of sophia's while Merrick and I putz around the backyard. We caught one of the foundation digging chipmunks and spent a great deal of time playing frisbee golf, driveway hockey and tomato ball. Tomato ball is pretty much the latest craze around here and completely a benefit of the summer drought. The tomatoes, and most of the rest of the garden vegetables, are too small and green to pick--however they are perfect for batting practice. Merrick cracks the heck out of him and given that some of the spray lands in his mouth I can count it as part of his vegetable intake.
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