A Midsummer Night's Dream*

We had a nice little thundershower tonight.  Cooled things off from another 40C day.

Looking NE from our balcony

Looking SE from our balcony

 Also knocked out the electricity from about 9:00 pm until midnight.  No TV, no computer. So we went to bed in teh downstairs bedroom which was coolest.  The three of us, Masha in the middle, and sang kids songs.  Masha is a good singer and can remember many songs and poems, a real entertainer.  Then she and Babushka sang together.  Then it was my turn.  It took some remembering.
Frog Went a Courting
My Little Rooster
Hole in the Bottom of the Sea
My Bonnie Lies Over The Ocean
The Old Lady Who Swallowed the Fly.

When it was time to go to sleep, I went upstairs to the couch.  Masha was afraid I'd roll over in the night and kill her.  Last night Tanya and Masha were still awake and giggling like idiots at midnight.  I thought I was going to have to speak to them.  Tanya said she recited a little rhyme to Masha that shut her down right now. The English translation is essentially "The cat is dead; the tail is shedding hair; whoever says the next word has to eat it."

*Legend has it that Shakespeare on the Saskatchewan ran a billboard campaign that was simplicity itself: 12" 3" Wet Dry.  Buffs of the Bard  of course instantly recognized the summer's repertoire as As You Like It, Much Ado About Nothing, A Midsummer Night's Dream and Love's Labours Lost.