I'm back! Sorry to keep you all in such suspense on what went on during our family reunion. For one thing, there was a lot of croquet.
Uncle Mike surveying the mere amateurs.
Aunt Juli telling someone where exactly to put their ball (so she could bump it during her turn).
Arrgh! The agony of a missed stroke.
Not all of us were interested in croquet.
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Uncle Mike has lost his touch. He blames the grass.
You should come play now. It is like Wimbleton here with all the rain and then the mild summer weather.
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