Today we decided to play a friendly game of croquet in the backyard at the summer cottage. Nothing says sophisticated "la belle epoque" style, or perhaps even more so "années folles" (eng: roaring twenties), than a nicely garbed game of
croquet.
After a very heated game (where even grandmom had to forfeit after her ball caused her to "peg out"), the mallets where eventually laid to rest and Kim won a victory, celebrated with some cold Lumumba long-drink grogs later on.
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Tara about to run a hoop. |
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Balls in play at the family's friendly cottage tournament. |
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Just one more hoop. |
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Kim preparing for a croquet stroke. |
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Victory at last! |
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