Monday, first volunteer group of the summer arrives. Fifty-five hard-working and capable young people and their leaders.
Tuesday, wading in the cold water of a mountain creek while the children splash and squeal nearby.
Preparing meals and cleaning up the kitchen for sixty-nine people. So hot on Wednesday, I am wilted.
Thursday evening, Family night at horse camp. Standing in the parking lot afterwards, the children strolling around the lake while the parents enjoy catching up with friends.
In the kitchen, laughing hysterically at 6:00 Friday morning with my co-workers. In the evening, teens leading strong accapella singing with harmony in praise to our God.
Lightning bugs flash. Brilliant red sunset at 9:30 Saturday evening.
Wild azalea blooming prolifically. A handful of black raspberries picked along the trail Sunday morning. Sweet bursts of flavor.