We hit a stroke of good fortune that evening; the souped-up camper next to us had giant spotlights they kept shining in our direction throughout the tent-pitching process. The tent pitching went well for the people involved (I was self-elected to food sanitation duty); in short order, we were campers with the best canvas money […]
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Camping on Hunting Island State Park: Part One
I suppose I need to provide some background information before I begin my camping tale. Right now some of my friends and family members are rereading that last sentence, suddenly questioning their own literacy. See, I am not a camper. There are several small reasons why camping is not my idea of a good time, […]
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If You Build It
They prepare, and then wait for the tide to come in, knowing it always, always does. After all, as the theory goes, if you build it, the water will come.
Island Sightings
Like most of you, I suspect, I could probably tell a story for every picture I’ve ever taken. Also like most of you, I suspect, time constraints live large in my world. And yet the stories are still there, many ones I hope to someday tell. It seems a shame, however, to leave some of […]
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Beach Battles
Last Saturday, I made the grievous error of taking the small people to the beach just as the clouds rolled in. Yes, it is a cruel fate that they got the mom who takes them to the beach on a day where temperatures felt cooler (i.e., high seventies) and clouds and wind promptly appeared as […]
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I’ve Found More Ways To Be Inadequate
I am no stranger to inadequacy, nor am I afraid to own my own stuff. I’ve written, for instance, about a couple of inadequacies illuminated by Ms. Martha of the Stewart Clan. Since I opened that door long ago, let’s delve into today’s installment of Christine’s Inadequacies. Last year was the year of Cub Scouts […]