Despite the awful weather, we had another blockbuster block party. It may not have been Block Party II-levels of success, but it certainly exceeded block-office expectations.
Barb and I were expecting rain. Luckily, last year we bough the world's flimsiest pavilion. So we set it up with the food tables under it and called everything good. Which it was, until the heavens opened up and dumped so much rain on us that the pavilion collapsed. And then one of us (me, mostly) had to be out there under the pavilion's questionable aegis, holding one of its legs as insurance against collapse and getting at least one limb wet.
On the other hand, our first guests were the Reed College students who visited (with a pan of hot potatoes au gratin!) from the formerly abandoned house, which was purchased by some enterprising soul and fixed up to become a nice rental property. There are four students living there, and we met three of them, and they were just as you would expect of smart young people privileged enough to be enjoying a college that charges $47,500/year tuition. Which isn't an insult! They were AWESOME! They were nice, polite, smart, attractive, and interesting.
Whatever their parents did, it seems to have worked (e.g., they brought potatoes au gratin). So bully for them, I say.
Many of the other neighbors arrived, including another "new" renter from across the way. His name is Eric and he has a business making custom boat covers. We see him sometimes sewing these enormous marine garments in the driveway. Seemed nice enough.
The kids had a great time with the rain: dashing from the pavilion to the house and vice-versa, splashing in the puddles, etc. They didn't care a whit for the rain.
After a little while, neither did the adults.
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| Here are sisters Ani and Kiera playing in the puddle. That's their dad, Jeff, in the background, being ambushed by Grayson. |
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| This is the block party in between the deluges. |
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| Barb, Suzanne, Joan, and Jordia, carving out a quiet space to talk. |
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| In full swing. |
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| That's Kai Wheeler-Kay Cohen in the foregound, wet to the thighs. |
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| Suzanne and World's Cutest Child (tm) Keira. |
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| Didn't I tell you she was the World's Cutest Child!? |
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