Friday, July 15, 2011

lake road

today i'm thankful for dry socks, hairdryers, coffee, raspberries, nutella, friends that run by your side the whole time, renewed perspective on a few things, and clarity about another few things.

Wednesday, July 13, 2011

corn roast

corn roast: ribs, turkey legs, potato salad, watermelon, root beer, cat williams,
dancing, enjoyment of a perfect midsummer night together.

skittle cart

before the rain

joy to you,

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

decade dance.

tonight was the decade dance.

i sported this little number:
everyone had lots of fun.

Monday, July 11, 2011

picky pics

a few camp pics for you to enjoy:

1. evening program last night, a concert on the pageant court.
tis tradition for everyone to wear 'whites.'
the girls look like little white bugs.

2. view from my run today

3. early morning on lake edith

joy to you.

Saturday, July 9, 2011

fan mail!

i officially received my first piece of fan mail today.
how fun is this!?

echols, a precious girl from my guitar class in june, sent me this and a sweet note.
her drawing is my album cover.
totally made my day.

echols, thank you!
such a joy-bringer.

Thursday, July 7, 2011

rain dance

every (camp) day at 12:30,
i teach a dance class called Greystone Groove.
it's a series of dances that the one and only kelly carew made up about 15 years ago; fun, aerobic-y stuff to songs like Bye Bye Bye and Gotta Get Thru This that the older campers love because they are masters and have memorized the dances for years on end and can really get funky, and that the younger girls love because they want to be just like the older girls.
long sentence.

normally, i teach in the pavilion (see below), but today it started pourrring during this class, so what do we do?
blast the music, run outside and dance in the rain the entire time.
such. a blast.
p.s. there are NINETY FOUR girls who take this class.
All of us. on the road. torrential downpour. music blaring. puddles. every inch of clothing soaked.
also: maybe it's cliche to "take a picture a day," but i recently watched a TED talk (if you don't know what TED is, go to and have a look) about trying something for 30 days. i decided i'm going to take and post a picture on this blog for the next 30 days.
it'll be a good exercise in creativity and discipline, and just a fun way to recall specific details of my days in 40 years to come.

i wish I'd had my camera during the dance episode from this afternoon, but I did not.
thus, for today, a pic from my humble cabin abode:

plenty of color. :)


one more thing - i'm writing a lot of new music here and can't wait to share it with you all come fall! camp is a welllll of inspiration and playing guitar daily slash continuing to be disciplined with my writing has evolved my style a lot in just a short amount of time. It's been fun to discover and hone in on this new sort of sound/style, and it's proven to me that if you're committed to growing as an artist or whatever, if you put in the time and are committed to it - the growth and development will inevitably come. exciting!!
stay tuned!

final thing:
below: the DHP. the DHP: the dining hall porch. you can't see from this picture, but there are about 20 rocking chairs on this porch, each of which provides the most perfect early morning journaling/sunrise-watching place. (also, there's coffee ready early in the mornings, so one of my favorite things to do if I'm not teaching 6:15 am zumba :) is grab some coffee and just read/write/sit for a while, before the rest of camp wakes up).

annnd. i had to include this shot from last night's evening program in the pavilion. twas "game show night" w/ a krispy kreme theme... thus, the hats.

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

cuz baby you're a fiiiirework.

camp is amazing.

4th of july means carnival means funnel cakes, cotton candy, snow cones, face painting, inflatable rides, a huge dance-off (i was working at the snow cone booth, otherwise, you know i would have been a part of that), and -seriously- the most amazing fireworks show i have ever seen.

i sat there with my mouth open the entire time and felt
4 years old; nothing could quell my wonder.
when my grandpa (we called him Grandad) used to pray, he always ended by saying,
"...and thank You for this great land of freedom in which we live."
grandad, I echo you so strongly tonight!
what a gift it is to have the freedoms that we do.
thank you to all who protect them.

happy summer. :)