Careful you do not slam into the Prickly Pear plants in the corner by the porch, Jilly.

Right. Unlike with apples, we do not stomp on the prickly pears.

Oh gosh, Jilly, you don't want one of those prickers up your arse. Be careful!

Nope! No stomping on the prickly pears. My feet are sore enough stomping the apples, even with boots on.

The cider is ready and being jugged right now. Beetle is back and Burt saunters over when he is called.... so we can start the hootenanny up again. yeaaaaah!!!!

Yeahhhh! Let's turn up that funky music!

This is great! The music is foot stomping and the cider is quite good......of course the cider might be that good because Granpappy put a little extra "something" in mine......

WATER BALLOON FIGHT, DOWN BY THE PAW-PAW PATCH. YEAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

Sitting alone now in the Spring House, where it is nice and cool and no one can slap me with a wet balloon. I have some cactus juice to share if anyone also wants to hide.

Sounds like a good plan for me, too, Jilly. Granpappy and Beetle are out joyfully filling up the water balloons. I may join them in the fight for a little while, but when a lot of mud forms on the ground I will split the scene and join you in the spring house. Beetle is far too good in the muddle puddles and wins every time when it comes to mud fights. hahahaha.