I don’t like weeks that have more than one Sunday. This July 4th week end can’t decide how many Sunday’s it has. Friday felt like a Saturday, Saturday like a Sunday and now it is Sunday and now it really
is Sunday, all day. A neighbor invited all of us over to play croquet. They asked me last year, and that was the only time that I played, following the rules, There are a lot of rules. Did you know that
after your go through all of the stakes, the first one who did that is now the stinger. You play again and the stinger can hit your ball, and you are out of the game. I was the second to last victim. It was a fluke that I lasted that long. Dixie Cup came along
to the game and she is so attached to me that I had to be particularly careful when it was my turn. When I sat down on the grass waiting for my turn, she sat down. When it was my turn to play, there she was, right there. She was exhausted by
the time we finished. Did I say that the sun has finally come out to play. Must be because it is Sun day.