July rushed by in a blur of activity.
Just like always.
It seems there is a lot of living to be done between June 30th and August 1st!
But in the middle of the busy there were moments to capture, to cherish, to remember.
Like our annual family camping trip to Dolliver.
It was a time anticipated for weeks; circled on the calendar like a oasis in the busyness of summer.
Four generations gathered together. Remembering old memories. Making new ones.
Easily falling into traditions that were years in the making.
Slipping into the Dolliver schedule like a long lost friend.
Long hikes.
Naps under shade trees.
Water fights.
Creek wading.
Sparkler silliness.
A sock hop.
Playing games till all hours of the night.
Bonfires.
Talking, sharing, laughing.
Being with the precious people we call family.
It’s a tradition that defines our summers.
A weekend to pause and refresh and remember.
A blessing.
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