We got to see it up close!
Then the chainsaw work began!
Even for an adult, it's pretty exciting to watch the technical work involved in bringing down trees. Although I do wish I could have been watching through a window from inside the air conditioned house! We stayed outside watching for two hours.
Mary was in charge of holding the ice water for the two gentlemen.
This time of year, there are so many cicadas singing their songs that one almost has to yell to be heard outside over the din. It is among the loudest of all insect songs! The cicadas discard their skins, leaving behind disgusting, crunchy exoskeletons all over the place, so one cannot ever sit down or place one hand's casually anywhere without looking first.
John enthusiastically came toward my face with a "cicada on a stick," causing me to shout in fear.
I was trying to take a charming picture of Mary examining something interesting, and snapped the photo at the same moment I realized she was holding one of those exoskeletons with her bare hands, causing me to begin shrieking like a little girl (but apparently not like my little girl, Mary, who doesn't yet have our cultural fear of bugs).
I am so excited for you! The kids are gonna love it!
ReplyDeleteWhen my brother was a very little boy, one year he gave my Dad a tin of cicada shells for Christmas. I take it that wouldn't be your idea of a nice gift? ;-)
ReplyDeleteCathleen: My skin is crawling just reading your story! But it *is* really precious in a boy way that he gave his treasure of cicada shells to his daddy.
ReplyDeleteI am happily awaiting the buggy, creep-crawlie gifts I will receive from Jamie when he reaches that phase! :)
ReplyDeleteLooking forward to seeing pix of the playset once it's assembled!
Oh I am so excited and I am not even involved! Keep us posted- I cannot wait to see the playset! :-)
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