I could have sworn Allison told me we were coming to work at a camp in Maine. I remember heading roughly northeast as we drove over the three days. We passed through St. Louis, then transited Illinois and Indiana, Ohio and Pennsylvania, then across New York/Connecticut/Massachusetts... yes, I KNOW we drove to Maine.
So how did we end up in Seattle?
There has been an inordinate amount of rainfall so far since camp has started. A local told us that there was not as much snow this winter, so he thought the rain was making up for it...
The campers might not enjoy it so much (except for the fact that bugles blow an hour later on rainy mornings... they get to sleep in!), but since I basically work from my cabin, and have a nice view over a small hillock and forest, the rain showers have made for a great office window. I took a nice little video that shows one of the rainstorms I got to enjoy, but I'm not paying the Wordpress upgrade so you can share my rainstorm... sorry.
I can share a picture of what most of the scenic overviews have looked like:
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Scenic overlook in North Conway, NH, with the mountain range shrouded in rain clouds.[/caption]
Earlier this week, we had 3 straight days of rain, some of it quite torrential... and my son Logan was out in it, braving the elements on the coast of Maine. He was on his "trip", one of the excursions that each age group takes.. this one was a "lobstering" trip... they drove to Camden, went out on a lobster boat and helped trap lobsters, then camped on the beach in tents and cooked their lobsters. It's a great trip, and Allison and I were worried that Logan was having a miserable time of it. Camping outdoors in heavy rainfall can really be a downer....
Oh, we of little faith. After the trip was over, and our son avowed that he had a wonderful time, one of the staff that led the trip said that Logan was unshaken by the weather. In his words.. "Logan just refused to be miserable". He said Logan was a great kid and he was thrilled to have him along. I was so very, very proud of him.
And the thought occurred to me... we could all probably learn a lesson from Logan. He just refused to be miserable.
Refuse to be <insert your own negative phrase/verb/emotion/thought>. Worth a try :)
So how did we end up in Seattle?
There has been an inordinate amount of rainfall so far since camp has started. A local told us that there was not as much snow this winter, so he thought the rain was making up for it...
The campers might not enjoy it so much (except for the fact that bugles blow an hour later on rainy mornings... they get to sleep in!), but since I basically work from my cabin, and have a nice view over a small hillock and forest, the rain showers have made for a great office window. I took a nice little video that shows one of the rainstorms I got to enjoy, but I'm not paying the Wordpress upgrade so you can share my rainstorm... sorry.
I can share a picture of what most of the scenic overviews have looked like:
[caption id="attachment_131" align="alignnone" width="300"]
Scenic overlook in North Conway, NH, with the mountain range shrouded in rain clouds.[/caption]Earlier this week, we had 3 straight days of rain, some of it quite torrential... and my son Logan was out in it, braving the elements on the coast of Maine. He was on his "trip", one of the excursions that each age group takes.. this one was a "lobstering" trip... they drove to Camden, went out on a lobster boat and helped trap lobsters, then camped on the beach in tents and cooked their lobsters. It's a great trip, and Allison and I were worried that Logan was having a miserable time of it. Camping outdoors in heavy rainfall can really be a downer....
Oh, we of little faith. After the trip was over, and our son avowed that he had a wonderful time, one of the staff that led the trip said that Logan was unshaken by the weather. In his words.. "Logan just refused to be miserable". He said Logan was a great kid and he was thrilled to have him along. I was so very, very proud of him.
And the thought occurred to me... we could all probably learn a lesson from Logan. He just refused to be miserable.
Refuse to be <insert your own negative phrase/verb/emotion/thought>. Worth a try :)
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