Days into weeks.
Cold to cool to humid.
Sun then rain.
Thunderstorms.
Peculiarity becoming a familiarity.
AM routine.
Scouts.
Superfantastic.
Merit badges.
Campers.
Tents.
Lodge.
Dining hall.
Cereals. Salad. Cookies.
Meds. Flags. Waiters. Songs.
Water bottle. Buddy.
Lake Eileen.
Main Waterfront. Chase. Sunset.
Swim tags. Buddy board. PFDs.
Canoeing. Rowing. Sailing.
Archery. Riflery. Shotgun.
Welding. Robotics.
Pond. Swamp.
Trading post.
High Ropes.
Red trail.
Mt. Shannon.
Arts and crafts.
Sports night.
Dance.
Skits.
Camp fire.
Radio. Logbook. Certificates.
Duties. Cleaning. Laundry.
Latrines. Clorox wipes.
Shopping. Tax-free.
Walmart. Tanger Outlets.
Cards. Boardgames.
Smiles.
Laughter.
Love.
Goodbyes. Beginnings.
Wild. Free.
Camping is life.
I originally wrote this in July 25, 2018, three weeks before the camp ended. I am posting it now as I feel nostalgic of how this American summer turned around my 2018 for the better and added to the blessings I will forever be grateful for.
Thank you, thank you, thank you God and the universe!
