nature

It’s summer.  Even now that I am all grown-up, I long for the days of summer camp.  Something I can share with my whole family: get me into a canoe, sitting around a campfire, and where someone else cooked (preferably no “bug juice” though).  I grew up poor, yet I still got to go to summer camp growing up.  I went to a YMCA summer camp, another focused around “creative expression.”  I went to Girl Scout camp and horse-riding camp.  I grew up in the city and spending a week in the woods was like magic.