Mountain Girl

I know I'm practically detiorating into a non-blogger...keeping this up was much easier for me when I was procrastinating a paper for school. I found this photo on my parents' mac and remembered.

I remembered only two summers ago when I worked at Tapawingo Girls' Camp (see link on right) leading wilderness trips in the Adirondacks for high school women. This scene was our nightly work: building the fire, hanging up the wet clothes, singing hymns to the night stars, and of course, reading C.S. Lewis out loud over the sound of running water. I am reminded of it because I just saw a few of my former camp colleagues (including Becky, the girl in the photo with me) at a wedding. It seems so long ago. I don't write about Tapawingo very much because it's so difficult for me to describe and it always ends up sounding too incredible and borderline ridiculous. I think there's something to that.

Anyway, here's one little image from my days as a mountain girl.

Our baby Una!

We sent our Una to friends in the East Mountains. They have three dogs, a big yard, and a herd of llamas, so we hope she'll be entertained...here are a few pix of our last days together.
Una's first snow...

It's hard to tell, but in this photo, Una is looking UP...

At her friend next door...they do this for hours!

A few Christmas Pix

So I've been a ridiculously bad blogger--I hate it when I go to read people's blogs and there's nothing new! So I apologize for being such a bore these last few weeks. We are just starting to slow down a little and looking forward to our trip to MI where hopefully we can slow down even more!

Another Christmas Favorite

Astrid Lindgren, the Swedish author if this little book is more famously known for her character Pippi Longstocking, but her Tomten is my very favorite. My dad brought this book back from Sweden for me after a Naval voyage and read it to me every night when I was tiny. Tomtens are little gnomish men who help take care of farms at night in Sweden. They talk to each animal in a language only the animal can understand.

Excellent winter reading.

Classic

In spite of being up to our necks in Pancake breakfasts, Chrismtas teas, "Holiday Parties," Gingerbread houses, travel preparations, and online shopping, we made time to squeeze in this classic on Sunday. It was a perfect rest.