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.
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so, i walked into work today ... and Carmen gives me a hug and grins and says, "that's from summer and kendall!" i stared for a while, blinking in bewilderment. then, sufficiently recovered, i giggled at how small the world is.
thanks for the Christmas card, too.
happy new year!
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