This morning Beth went out to play and saw our next door neighbors shooting arrows. She remembered that the boys each have bows, and came in asking me if I would teach her how to shoot. I figured why not? I asked David if I could borrow his bow (if Beth had asked, we would have gotten a different answer). Then I showed her how to nock an arrow, draw the string, and release. We’ll work on aim another time. She got to the point where she could actually shoot pretty decently. She’s not hitting a target yet, but the arrows aren’t coming out sideways either. I call that pretty good for a six-year-old.
I planted seven more squash seeds in the places where they did not come up. Surely this is too late in the year, but hey! we’ll see what happens!
Around lunchtime I loaded a bicycle into the trunk of my car and took it over to Samuel’s house. Samuel is a refugee from Sudan who is in our Pathfinders club. He asked if he could have a bike at the yard sale we had on Memorial Day, but the only ones we had left when it was over were both broken. One was missing a pedal and the other was missing a seat. I took the seat off the one that was missing a pedal and attached it the the other one, so that left me with one pretty worthless bike and one fully functional one.
I had intended to take it to him last week, but it rained almost every day, and I did not relish the thought of loading and unloading a bike in the rain. I was planning to go into Concord anyway today, so it was not really a special trip. I did stop at Walmart first and bought him a $4.00 bike lock. Otherwise, I don’t think he would have that bike for very long.
Samuel was not home when I went by, but his aunt Paska was walking up the sidewalk just as I arrived. She knocked and hollered, but no one came out. I dragged the bike out of the trunk and reattached the front wheel (had to take it off to get it in the trunk). Then Paska and I wheeled it behind his house, parked it outside his back door, and I locked it up. I peeled the sticker off the lock and stuck it to the inside of his storm door. I meant to call and let him know where it is, but I forgot. Maybe Paska will tell him, or he’ll figure it out, or he’ll call me (he does have my number). I’ll call tomorrow and check on him if I don’t hear anything.
After that I went over to the church to meet Warran. We had arranged to install a vent on the roof of the Pathfinder trailer, and we did just that. I had forgotten to bring my caulk gun, so after Warran cut a hole in the roof with his saws-all, I hopped in the car and went to Home Depot for a caulk gun. The first one I saw was nearly ten dollars. The one I bought was a buck ninety-seven. Woot! As soon as I got back, we took a look at the sheet metal screws that came with the vent. Torx! Neither of us had a properly-sized torx-head driver either. So… back to Home Despot. We got some Phillips sheet metal screws instead, and finished the job just in the nick of time. A few minutes after we put the last tool away, it started pouring.
On my way home I got a call from Va wanting me to pick up some yogurt. So I went to Shaws. Before I found the yogurt I found the novelty ice cream freezer and bought a box of drumstix. I ate two of them on the way home (don’t tell anyone!)
