Another day of 30% rain. Given how very, very intermittent my Internet access is, I'm not being nearly as diligent here about photos as I was in Canada and in Acadia, but there still were some classic moments.
Like, when the croquet court we'd set up in the back yard of the Garden Cottage was transformed into a free-flowing river, and J. and cousin S. ran out to reposition the wickets in running water, and played. First downstream, then upstream, which they both reported as being considerably harder.
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