After several camping trips drenched in sweat, I am sitting here this morning with a sweatshirt on and a blanket over my knees. I love it! Yesterday, we began the day with a hike around the lake. The breeze was wonderful and we especially enjoyed the wildflowers in bloom along the causeway (known as The Old Dam Trail in my youth). Much of the path was shady and the spillway was, as usual, spectacular.
After lunch, it was a trip to town for Marcia, Harlan, and me. This was a chance for them to see some sites they had never experienced before; particularly a grade school I went to, now the county sheriff's department and jail, and my high school, now a church. Perhaps there's a message there somewhere? We also explored some local shops and visited the Rustic Brew. Our big disappointment came when we looked for the ice cream stand that Carole and I had visited the day before only to find that it had disappeared! It was an actual cone, just big enough for one person to dispense yummy cones. It was also on wheels and now had moved on. So it was back to the Rustic Brew for ice cream sandwiches.
For supper, we dined on burgers, salmon, hash browns, and some delectable sweet corn Marcia had picked up in town. It was a beautiful evening to sit out and enjoy the sunset. I also used my new bee awning lights, which are very cute except for all of the poor bees being upside down.
Some random thoughts about writing, camping, and eating.