Just Creeping...
Wild daisies

Wild daisies

Blackberries ripening.

Blackberries ripening.

Riding Molly bareback.  She’s my favorite this year.

Riding Andy bareback.

The jeans are not flattering on me, but wow, are they comfortable!

I had deep life discussions with my campers.  We talked about the future, and dreams, and not settling, and knowing what you can put up with and what you shouldn’t.

I… am feeling kind of melancholy.  On one hand, I can’t wait for camp to end so I can go traveling and start school.  On the other hand, I love it there, and the people and horses and how it makes me into a strong, powerful person.

I am REALLY looking forward to traveling.  I asked a friend if she wanted to come with me, but she doesn’t have a passport… but I found through further research that she would only need a birth certificate.  Hopefully I’ll get the chance to tell her at a time when I don’t think it makes me sound needy.  (the avoidance of sounding needy is probably where my solitary life came from)  On one hand, I do like traveling alone.  On the other hand, it would be nice to have someone else around.  On a third hand, I’m going to be staying with someone else for 4 days, then seeing one other person while I’m up there (of the other two, one won’t be there when I go, and the other will be working while I’m around).  Hmmmm.  Well, we’ll see.

I have some good pickles made, and plans for more this Saturday night!  Woo!

Two wranglers dressed up as fairies one day and rode down to visit a unit of little girls with a fairy-themed program.  It was the cutest thing ever.