Sunday, July 29, 2012

Camp Living Water Part 2

After spending four weeks at camp this summer, home doesn't feel like home anymore.  Camp feels like my home.  Now I have another year to get used to my house-home, before returning to my camp-home.  

Favorite memories of camp:
My friend, Catherine, knocking a pane of glass out of the window frame...twice!
Jackson the sanitizer getting turned out while the doors were open,
Pranking the boys!  My SALT counselor, my friend Chelsee, and myself, ran off to the boy's cabin during lunch and stole their door!  We ran all the way to the boathouse, holding it over our heads, and we balanced it in a canoe and pushed it off into the lake!  In their empty door frame, we left a mini canoe paddle and a sign that said, "Gone Fishing?" :)
My friends guiding me along the road of "Getting better at talking to guys." Unfortunately my homeschooling has made me a bit uncomfortable talking to the opposite gender, as silly as that may sound. :P
And of course, making friends that I am sure I will have with me throughout the rest of my life.

Honestly, I've been an emotional wreck since I've gotten home.  We've been getting ready for a garage sale, which we just completed today, and I am one plum tuckered girl.  I'd like to relax, but it's on to more school work for me.  In a way I like always having something to do.

I hope you all have a good Sunday!

With love and sunshine,



We found a frog! :D

Friday, July 6, 2012

A New Look

Abandoned places are always best for taking photographs.  Abandonment gives such a sense of mystery and intrigue, sometimes loneliness, too, that it captures the viewer's imagination at once.  In this abandoned playground near my friend's house, I sensed that it wanted to be happy again.  So, I tried my hardest to bring some cheer to the rickety swings and playground.

It was later, when I was experimenting around on the computer, that I came up with the new look for my blog.  Do you like it? It's not an entire makeover, just a partial one, but I am very fond of the result.  Tell me what you think!

With love,


I have good news!  I have been accepted for another week at camp!  I am very excited, but also nervous.  The kids there this time will be Jr. Highers, and not much younger than me.  I am used to helping with kids much younger, but I am confident that it will go well.  Prayers are much appreciated. :)

Have a good weekend!

Tuesday, July 3, 2012

Memories Now

Now that both of my weeks at Camp Li-Wa are completed, all I have to do is look back on the memories, smile...and pray that I can get in for another week!  
I think the main thing I love about camp is the atmosphere.  It is just so loving and welcoming.  The cabins are old and thin, giving the constant feeling of being out of doors.  Now that I'm home, being in a house feels unnatural.  But I'm beginning to get used to it again.  
My favorite building at camp is the dining hall.  It is VERY old and likes to lean a little bit closer to the lake each year.  The walls and ceiling are slanted, and the mop buckets slide down the floor if you don't keep a strict eye on them.  In the kitchen, where us SALTs spend quite a bit of out time doing dishes, there is a very old and dear friend waiting for us: Jackson.  Jackson is the sanitation machine for the dishes, except he's beginning to get very cranky.  He takes at least five minutes to heat back up in between loads.  We all like to joke about him capturing the heart of the SALT girls while they do the dishes.  
(Photo above taken by my friend, Lindy)

So many dear memories are attached to that dining hall, but as usual, time wins over our wishes.  The building will soon be replaced with a more safe and sanitary building that will be easier to get to.  I think anyone who has ever gone to Camp Li-Wa will dearly miss the dining hall.  There are so many memories attached.
And so that closes week one of my camp experience this summer.  It was full of laughter and love and tears, and I think I made some friends and memories that will stick with me for the rest of my life.  

With love,