I tend to depend on coordinating with other people for vacations/outings, mainly because internal motivation and exploring new places wo a buddy is just not really my thing, but also because these days, my son and I spending MORE time alone together in an unfamiliar environment tends to be a recipe for meltdowns. I found the motivation for camping, however, since I was familiar with a campground from a previous years’ expedition with extended family, and I wanted to give my kid some semblance of a summer something, since beaches, etc., have been mainly off the menu. But like all plans, BAM, hurricane hit and closed it. I scrambled, found another place and got one of the last spots. It ended up being probably the worst since the nearby road had consistent traffic and we didn’t feel quite like we were in the woods, there were meltdowns, my eye swelled up with a horsefly bite, it rained even though I specifically picked the dates BEFORE it was supposed to rain (and why there was only that single site left) and we really missed family since running around with cousins is one of the best parts about camping (for both of us since then I get time too), BUT we went on easy nearby hikes, saw lots of fly fishing and found this really excellent spider fly fishing spot. Sort of sums Up where I am with the pandemic: cobwebby, laced with morning dew. Sometimes I see the beauty and it’s sparkling; other times I tromp right into the sticky web.
August 16, 2020
This is the first time I have chosen to share a photograph here. It is my version of a "selfie" with a sticker that is too pretty to peel, and was commissioned by our local arts organization, the Sweet Tea Shakespeare Company, to promote vaccination (now that it is widely available and it really is more a matter of getting people interested) and the return of live performances by this company that vaccination makes possible.
May 12, 2021