Bocce Break

Saturday was such a gorgeous spring day, we decided to take a break and play some bocce ball.

We were having so much fun enjoying the bright sunshine and being outdoors together, we kind of forgot about keeping score. Actually, with all the dips and bumps in our yard, the place that your ball ends up in has very little to do with skill!

We must have played a bit too long, because we started getting a little . . . creative in the placement of our target ball. It ended up in odd places like under the picnic table, on the far side of a tree, on the other side of a stand of bushes and on the grassy island in the middle of our driveway.

Yes, we even tossed it in our wheelbarrow full of sticks!

Looks like some sort of bizarre nest doesn't it? I'm not sure who won that one, the target ball is somewhere under all those twigs!

P. S. You know it's Convention Crunch Time when every normal activity, such as eating, sleeping, or spending time with the family, is defined as a "break". - GJ