Roaring River ran right through our campground, spilling over boulders and pebbles worn smooth by years of water rushing over. The babbling could be heard day and night but was especially noticeable at night when the campground lapsed into sleep and the busy sounds of summer vacation quieted!
Late Saturday night, I spread a blanket on the treed bank and settled back to enjoy the symphony of the River. The moon was still full and the air temperature comfortable, not hot. It was a journey to the River that I will never forget. A wonderful weekend shared by friends, old and new! I love you all and am so happy that we could have such a special time. A sharing of food, stories and friendship which only grows stronger with each visit or camping trip.
I am truly blessed to have such a wonderful circle of friends.
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