The Shirt Off My Back

This is a pairing down of what’s left of the original Camp Sunrise.

But it’s by no means the end of her story.
Merely the beginning of the next chapter.

The family endures and they are carrying on the legacy of that magical place.

They have built a new house out back beyond the meadow
and were able to move the original old garage along side.

The old sleeping cottage is there too and the essence of that humble anchor
will live on for the making of new memories for generations to come.

I visited the new site just after the construction was complete.

On the day I drove down the long lane there was a wild and wicked wind storm.

It was honestly touch and go as to whether or not it was safe to get out of the car.

But I did.

I watched from behind the new camp house
as the wind whipped around the newly knotted clothesline
and what did I do…

I ripped the shirt off my back and pinned it in place.

It held.

The new house held.

The legacy holds.

From the new front porch
you can see the white stones clearly in the distance.

They are still keeping us all safe.

I took artistic license to move the clothesline back up to the edge of the bluff.

I didn’t ask
but I think the muses approved.