|Folks on the porch in the morning.|
The last Monday, which means its the start of the end of camp. Camp has become so dramatic and it honestly makes me sad, but I still love this place. I felt terrible most of the day so I came back to the dorms to take a nap and that helped a lot. At one point it started storming and I thought Martina came knocking on my door to wake me up, but turns out it was just thunder.