All this beauty also resulted in three falls. First Sofia, then Jachin, then Joel. They all slipped without a shout, sliding suddenly and gracefully to the ground where they lay in a mess of moans until someone helped them up.
Warm indoors, we enjoyed dinner, after which there was After Eight chocolates and Sofia fell asleep on the couch and us young folk--Joel and wife Sofia, the cousins Inga-Linn, William, and Amelia, and myself, of course--tried out a variety of no-props-necessary games. We had no board games to entertain us, not even a deck of cards, and so we fell to other means and enjoyed ourselves just the same. Necessity is the mother of invention.