Five Minute Friday: A Place to Belong
Sometimes we know exactly where we belong. We know as soon as we arrive. Or as soon as we step into a new place and feel the welcoming presence of community. A place you choose to be a part of, even if it’s temporary. I used to say I wanted to go to a certain...
Looking Back on the Camp Days
empty stables on the right where the horses lived and I visited every afternoon to groom, to feed, to ride even if I had to sit sideways the edge of the woods on the left by the parking lot, still gravel, and the main building we used to call the “dining...
Returning to the Cabin in the Woods
We drove down the long road until it turned to gravel. When we hit the rocks and dust stirred around the van, I knew we were almost there. The excitement grew as I unloaded and rode down the pathway to my cabin for the week. Camp was about to begin and I would soon...![[Memoir Mondays] Stuck at Home, part three](https://lauracrobb.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/MemoirMondays_header.jpg)