That Time of Year.
It's that time of year again when all us camp folks fondly remember the scent of the "camp trunk" being hauled out of the basement for a new adventure of friendship, romance, and waterfront. Decorated with stickers from summers past, you hope to stumble upon a surprise token from the August before, like an old cabin schedule or arts & crafts pendant, that got lost in the unpacking-shuffle eight months earlier. Let the packing begin, with shorts and socks neatly piled on opposite corners for a short but sweet allotment of time, as secret stashes of candy stuff between pj's and stationary, and nerves and excitement mix together throughout unfulfilled promises to write home everyday. Enjoy!
[Blog Reminder: Click on Subtitle Above for Article.]
You do still have that letter from your 'secret sweetie.' How much better could it get? (Did you ever find out who he was?)
ReplyDelete