I walked through the now empty campground while Rick hooked up the rig this morning. And as I stood in the stillness…I heard the laughter of friends and felt their warm hugs. I could feel the heat from the fire where now only damp logs stood ready for lighting when summer comes again. And I heard the crackle of the flames as they held back the night’s chill.
This place may look deserted but it is filled with a thousand memories and they warm as brightly as any campfire….We are blessed.