Since the aunts and uncles and mothers and fathers had withdrawn their authority I let the kids march into the water with their socks on. One of the 12 year olds wanted to swim and I gave her permission to go and sit in the surf wearing her sun dress because why not? Pebbles and shells were collected. Christa wanted to carry a big sparkly rock home with her but since it was twice the size of her head settled for chipping off a small fragment.
Earlier- over pizza- I was talking to one of the men. He works for the U.N.'s Commission on Climate Control. He said the surprising thing about Vladimir Putin is he's so tiny. He encountered him once at some conference and couldn't believe it was really him until afterwards- because, of course, we think of these world-bestriding leaders as enormous.
The weather held through the afternoon. And then the clouds drove in from the west and scuppered our chances of seeing the "blood moon". At seven this morning there was a clap of thunder, followed by brief, tropical downpour. It's now quarter to nine, there's a bit of a breeze and the sun is shining.