It's the last week of camp. Pray for 5 special girls from our church who did their Bible course lessons and earned a free week of camp. These five girls are on our church bus route. One of the mothers wonders if her youngest, a fourth grader will make it all week spending the nights. She can't even stay at grandma's twenty steps away with out wanting to come home. Just pray for a GOOD week for those girls.
Took some time tonight when my duties were over to take a walk up the mountain with Haley, one of the mission girls, to pick some black berries. We had a nice talk about stuff in life and filled our water bottles full of berries. There are so many berries still red. Maybe another trip up in a few days to check. The water bottle full of berries was placed in the freezer to be enjoyed later in the year.
The horses are getting a little arena sour...they are not listening to campers who don't know what they are doing. The wranglers and myself do our best to work with the horses in the arena, but they seem to know when a campers gets on. It's best not to work in the arena, but to just take a trail ride around camp. The horses do well with this and are not asked to do much except walk one after another. I tell the wranglers that we have to change things a bit to keep the horses from getting bored. Trails do seem to help.
Upcoming blogs I would like to write about:
Crocheting plastic purses.
The story of how God gave Shiloh a dog.
What the work group did this week.
Time for sleep. Flag raising comes early in the morning.