June 29 - Sounds of the Campground

We had a huge campsite on the lake under the pines. As we sat enjoying the water, we heard a father and his kids playing at the beach. The children performed spectacular feats jumping off the raft, each big splash preceded by "Hey Daddy, watch this!"

Day turned to evening with the clanging of pots and cutlery. Like us, everybody was making dinner. Then came dusk. Campfires popped and people laughed with neighbors under Japanese lanterns, listening to summertime oldies on the radio and playing cards.

Finally, in the dark of night, we heard only crickets, loons, and a faint whine from a distant highway.