The Sunday Whirl

The shadow of the flame reflecting off my new coffee pot gave me a smile. This was what camping was all about. The pandemic had saved us in a way. As we gathered around the fire to eat our feast of freshly caught fish, we could have a chance to appreciate each other, happily unraveling memories of how much fun it was to just be–be a family that can relish in the love and care of each other. No more risk of hearing hateful language sprayed in “stone casting” crowds, no news programs projecting doom, only our small family appreciating the gifts of nature.


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