One of my favorite scenes at camp-- the laundry hanging from the line outside each cabin. Colorful and crowded and messy, just like life. It...

Sometimes you have to get close enough to reach and pull the chain. Sometimes you have to be willing to open a door. Sometimes you have t...

Hubby and I decided about noon on Saturday that we would go to Lafayette (a little over an hour away from us) and go to Barnes and Noble an...

Tender Time will heal, that’s what they say. And yet the scar remains to this very day, a thin white line and still tender to the touch. It...

I am the little girl in pink sitting on the fence at camp, contemplating a call to Doodlefork, wondering whether I can make it there before ...

Last summer was the first time in over ten years that I did not go to camp. I was not able to go this year to work, but I went up last night...

The waters of conflict were rolling with distant family members. We took a trip and spoke face to face. We isolated the troubled waters. We...