“The ultimate camping trip was the Lewis and Clark expedition.”

The thunder came first then the deluge started. The roar woke Henry up and he sat right beside me, nervous for the first time. I patted him until the thunder stopped, and he went back to sleep. I don’t know how long it rained, but it had started again by the time I woke up.

The day is humid but cooler than it was yesterday. I have turned off the AC and opened doors and windows. I can hear the songs of a few birds.

The cat is down all day now. He(?) sleeps beside me on the couch. Henry sleeps on the other side. The cat purrs and even lets me comb him. He is quite comfortable. Yesterday I finally saw the other cat. When I went to feed them, she stayed where I could see her. The cat is beautiful with a white face and a white chest. The rest of her, except for her paws, is black. I softly spoke to her, and she stayed for a few minutes. That’s a small step but I’ll take it.

Today is a day to stay home. The tourists take to the roads on rainy days, and they tend to meander on the major roads leaving the side roads to us, the ones who know better.

When I was young, I went to girl scout day camp. It was in the pine woods at the end of a dirt road across from the zoo. One of the first things we did was find rocks, paint them white and then place them on the walkway to our site. We also went on hikes, made crafts, sang camp songs, and when camp was almost over, we stayed overnight at the lodge. Every morning we put up the flag and then took it down and folded it at the end of the day.A few years later I was a junior counselor at the same camp. My mother was a counselor. Her site was under the pine trees at the highest point in the camp, which wasn’t really all that high. They painted rocks first.

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10 Comments on ““The ultimate camping trip was the Lewis and Clark expedition.””

  1. Erin Says:

    Awww sounds like pet harmony, Kat! Gwen will be venturing out soon, too! She probably misses her bro. I never knew your Mom was a camp counselor.

    • katry Says:

      Erin,
      I was so happy finally to see more than her butt end running under the bed. He (I’m guessing) sleeps there at night and sometimes takes an upstairs nap. Right now he is sleeping beside me on the couch.

      It was day camp one summer. She was a Girl Scout leader and a Cub Scout den mother as well.

  2. hedley Says:

    Kat, If you had a deluge then you need a Lifeboat Party. This ain’t no toe tapper but a flat out dance party with Kid Creole and the Coconuts

    • katry Says:

      My Dear Hedley,
      Thanks for the lifeboat. It is exactly what we all needed though Henry had to be convinced. King Creole is adorable!!

      It has started thundering and raining rain, but at least it is cool!!

  3. Bob Cohen Says:

    Hi Kat,

    When I was a kid my parents sent me to the JCC day camp to get me out of the house. I don’t remember doing the flag thing but one summer they sent me away to a sleep away camp and I hated it. At that camp we did the flag ceremony daily. My distaste for the great outdoors must be genetic. My son wanted to go to sleep away camp when he was about 12 and he also hated it. He begged me to let him come home and his mother gave into his wish. I had to pick him up before the week was out. My daughter has worked as a camp counselor at the same JCC day camp as I attended both last and this summer three days a week. She works with the four year old kids.

    Glad to hear your cats are coming around.

    It’s another hot clear day. I thought we might it the century mark but it’s only a balmy 96 degrees outside.

    • katry Says:

      Hi Bob,
      This was only a day camp. None of us ever wanted to go away to camp. We were all so busy every summer. I had drill practice two nights a week and at least one and usually two competitions every weekend. Drill teams and drum and bugle corps were big back then. My sisters would have hated to be away from home, and both of the would have had to go together. Come to think of it, I didn’t know a single person who went away to camp.

      The ig cat was done most of the day.The dog went crazy barking at someone at the door, and that scared the cat upstairs.

      It was cooler than it has been. It is 72˚ now and there will be more thunder storms and we’ll go down to 68˚. That’s a fine night for sleeping.

  4. Birgit Says:

    Smart cats 🙂

    • katry Says:

      Birgit,
      One cat follows me around and meows. He gets his pats and is quite content!

  5. olof1 Says:

    So nice to read that the cats slowly are setteling down. I’m pretty sure they both soon will stay around much longer.

    Reading about painting the stones white made me remeber how that was very popular over here to do around flower beds, mostly at summer cottages. All cottages where we had ours had those white stones 🙂 They had to be repainted every summer mostly because people tended to mow not only grass but those stones too 🙂 🙂

    Perhaps I should do so here, I have nothing around my flower beds now days and it does look nice, for perhaps no other reason than nostalgia 🙂

    Have a great day!

    Christer.

    • katry Says:

      Christer,
      I still wish the female would stay out long enough for pats and scratches. The male is out most of the day. He is adjusting well. I know she’ll come but I wish it were sooner.

      I used to see the whites stones at cottages too, but they have seemed to have gone out of style. Crushed and broken sea shells are now used for walkways and even in place of lawns.

      I have a line of rocks across the small end of my grass near the fence. It looks good.

      Enjoy your evening!


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