Headed to Eagle Lake now to drop Aden, William and all
of their gear for a week. Having returned from camping in the same area west
of Colorado Springs just 24 hours ago, I am beginning to feel like a camp
shuttle. It’s a bit of driving but no complaints here; the amazing blessings of
gorgeous scenery and close friendships sustain us. To commemorate the
weekend I scratched a few verses as chipmunks schemed and scurried around my
camp chair . . .
Spillway Campground
Wade the
river
small boys
on your back.
Don’t fish,
swim.
Climb a rock
touch the top
of a tree.
Don’t fall,
fly.
Shine your
light
seek the center
of the dark.
Don’t
stumble,
follow stars.
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