This has been — without a doubt — the best summer at Camp I can remember. Even though the season was truncated, and even though our numbers decreased every week, it was more incredible than I could have ever hoped. The first two weeks, especially, were magical. We had glorious weather. Warm (sometimes downright hot)… Read More A perfect summer
Montana June 21, 2024 I guess I’m trying to put memories in amber by writing them. Trying to hold on to the feelings, the excitement, the view. The sky was painted horizontal and layered, dark and beautiful. We were chasing the moon in Bozeman through green pathways and a misty haze that accompanies a delicious… Read More Chasing the moon: a love story
Today I went by myself to Bryce Canyon and had my mind blown, my soul rung like a bell, my thoughts empty but for the fragments of poetry that were playing out in front of my very eyes. TS Eliot, Peter Mulvey, Mary Oliver, Walt Whitman. So many of their words were with me today… Read More Then spoke the thunder
(a poem from earlier this summer)
