Wednesday, July 22, 2009

More Cookout Mountain

That squirrel really knows his way around a cookout!

Shoo - out of the picnic basket.


Look, he's right beside you, Colleen.

Lisa says she's full. She contemplates the view from the top!






The last of Cookout Mountain















Leaving Cookout mountain

As the pink bus carries the tired but happy and full campers back to camp from Cookout Mountain, Lowla spots the squirrel and his new feathered companion on clean-up duty.










Jr. Counselor, Berdie

We've noticed that Berdie, our Jr. Counselor, has seemed a bit sad. She has wistfully watched the campers enjoying activities in which she can only supervise and assist, but not truly participate. She and Hitty G had a private chat about this yesterday, but decided to give it one more day to see how things went.



The campers may have noticed that today, Berdie spent more time with them, actually enjoying herself more than other days. Tonight at the Pavilion, it's revealed to them that Berdie will be a camper for the rest of the session. Hitty G gave her an official name tag and said she'd earned some fun with the rest of the campers. Berdie is thrilled.



Wearing her new color sash, she happily joins her sister, Rose, in the Blue unit for the rest of the week. Now for some fun!! The others applaud her efforts this week.
Being a counselor, even a Jr. Counselor, is hard work.



































Tuesday, July 21, 2009

What a beautiful day

All right, girls. Get together. Don't dilly-dally. Remember, these woods are not ours.

Today we are merely guests of the creatures who inhabit them.




Say, what's that ruckus?

I do believe it's a red-headed woodpecker!!



Nature Hike

Everyone ready? Stick together and follow us. Don't stray from the path.




Mary Moonwalker tells them that this is a common bluejay.



This, she says, is Virginia's State bird - a Cardinal!




They all learned an important rule: "When you visit a place, don't leave a trace."






Say, what's that over there?

Hattie, the observant type, spots something in the bushes. What do you see, Hattie?




Uh-oh!!! Run, everyone, run!!!