While the blog ran on autopilot this week, we were camping with our group of friends of a certain age-- our age. I was confident when we left town that we would encounter wonderful and exciting experiences which would make grand blog fodder.
There is not much to report. The park was lush and green. How could it not be, given the overly abundant quantity of rain we have received in the Midwest this Spring? The spring bloom, though was already gone, and the summer flowers were not yet ready. I did not even unsheath the camera. Not that I don't like green. I do. But for blog posts, there is only so much grass the people want. And most of them are getting way too much of it at home. We, for example, have been mowing every five days.
Wednesday, the last full day at the park, we had wave after wave of thunderstorms starting about noon. Sometimes there was almost an hour between the end of one and the start of the next! The one that came between 12:30 and 1:15 Thursday morning woke me not so much with the noise and light, which was abundant, but with the rocking and rolling of the RV which we feared might flip at any moment. It didn't.
Given the ugly nature of numerous storms across the Midwest with serious property damage and loss of life, we have been extremely fortunate. We pray for and try to help the best way we can those who are less fortunate.
A side effect of the wet weather that we observed as we travelled across the Heartland, and a most serious one it is, too, is the fact that much of the farmland is not yet planted, or even under cultivation. In fact, much of it is under water. This, combined with the serious flooding in the Mississippi Valley, bodes ill for us all.
But we are home now, warm, safe, and thankful for the opportunity to spend a few days with friends in the open spaces of nature!