Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

Yesterday was our son-in-law's birthday, and we gathered at a nearby park for snacks and cake.  The children had a close play structure and lots of grass for kicking balls and bean bag toss.  The adults were in charge of keeping said kids alive.  A few close calls, but no disasters.  My two grandsons were there, not knowing exactly what to do with each other, but getting more comfortable each time they are together.  Both stuffed cake in their mouths with pure abandon.  Luckily, there was watermelon and strawberries and cheese and crackers.  Neither likes the veggie sticks, which are supposed to fool them into believing they are eating potato chips.  Then my older grandson, his parents and I walked to the small lake looking for Yortle the Tortle but did not see any turtles at all.  There were fish, and two lovely lilies on the lily pads.  We saw the beach, closed because of bacteria yet again.  The struggle of this little lake to be healthy is ongoing.  We returned to the picnic table for more bungling and socializing and saying goodbye to family until the next outing.  I treasure these get togethers, and know they are the jewels of my life.