When I was young, about forty years ago, there was a series of record albums (remember those?) called Environments. The creator of the albums would go to some remote place like the ocean or a lake during a storm and record the sounds. Each side of the album would play about half an hour of whatever the microphone caught and for that glorious amount of time, you could be transported there within the confines of your own home. Continue reading
This morning Mark and I headed to Mennonite Central Committee (MCC) where Sue was going to show us around. On our way, we noticed that many on the homes had clothes hanging on clotheslines. Apparently, Mondays are wash days. Continue reading
Because we arrived at this campground last night in the midst of their Halloween activities we didn’t get a chance to actually get registered. So this morning before church we went to the office. It was closed and a man who was working outside said that they didn’t open till 9:00 AM. I had thought it was 9:00 so I looked at him quizzically and he said, “The time changed last night.” Ah! Being on the road I hadn’t kept up with when the time change was going to happen. We came back an hour later and completed our registration. Continue reading