They're Here They're Here
Trip Start
Jul 08, 2006
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Trip End
Sep 03, 2006
A car in the driveway. They're here! They're here! Rick and Matt and Kayla have arrived, with two coolers, my red one and Rick's meat-filled one with hamburgers and hotdogs for supper.
Run around and look at everything. But don't take too long. We're getting hungry again. The red grill is ready on the back deck, right by the picnic table. Fire it up. Who's the right-hand chef tonight, and who is the left? Set the table boys, get the ketchup and the pickles and the chips.
After supper, a walk. Kayla, what is that? A brown thing on the ground. Another. Another. Another and another and another. The slugs are out for their evening walk too. Don't step on them.
Ah, banana slugs too. Yep, they are kind of banana like.
The sound of Index Creek rushing over the rocks is everywhere. This is love.
Run around and look at everything. But don't take too long. We're getting hungry again. The red grill is ready on the back deck, right by the picnic table. Fire it up. Who's the right-hand chef tonight, and who is the left? Set the table boys, get the ketchup and the pickles and the chips.
After supper, a walk. Kayla, what is that? A brown thing on the ground. Another. Another. Another and another and another. The slugs are out for their evening walk too. Don't step on them.
Ah, banana slugs too. Yep, they are kind of banana like.
The sound of Index Creek rushing over the rocks is everywhere. This is love.

