It rained today. All day. I thought we were going to help clean up the creek running course. A little rain couldn’t get in the way of that. But the green slime magically went away. Not in a magical clean-up way. Whatever caused it in the first place ended, and so did the slime.
People figured that someone really didn’t want to do the creek running competition. They’re nuts. I’ll take creek running over hurdles any day.
So I did crafts under the awning in the morning. I built a dream catcher to go over my bed at home. I don’t believe in dream catchers, but they are cool as decorations.
After lunch I worked on potions. I didn’t make as much progress as I could have this summer. I’ve scribbled tons of stuff in my notebook. Most of it makes no sense. I can do a credible fertilizer. My inks are getting better, but they are not great. I wouldn’t use them for spells I had to depend on. They do for practice. I have lots to practice with.
We played pantomime in the dining hall after dinner. It’s more fun when everyone is lousy at it. We were all terrible.