FIREFLY FISH CAMP
This was written by my sweet husband, Pete. He truly has a gift with words - not too many people know this about him. This is about our old lake house at Lake Burton. We have some great memories on this lake....
Dawn
With the ferocity of a 10 ft. whip,
cracks the mid-year horizon,
rifling over the mountain tops
and across the cool, clear water,
finally shooting straight through the tightly drawn shutters.
With newly fallen dew below
and clear blue skies above,
the pristine chirp of a new born bird
followed by the gaggle of a flock of geese
welcome the visitors and embrace the core of their existence.
ANOTHER DAY IN PARADISE HAS BEGUN...
It is a ritual
A day looked forward to
With the anticipation of a six year old at Christmas
Given what was at hand,
You could easily recognize the special nature of the place
Almost suspended in time,
perfectly situated between the ease of modern convenience
and the ragged beauty of a day gone by.
A SIMPLER, MORE PURE EXISTENCE
The idea is simple:
Be one with the beauty that God has provided
Take only what is needed and always give back.
Find your own place and inner peace will follow.
They spend the day as they please,
Napping in the warm air,
Sunning by the old wooden dock
And taking in the awe inspiring surroundings.
Sharing their hopes, dreams and visions,
They laugh and play.
They realize a fondness and closeness
that will bore a hole through their hearts like a worm through an apple
They eat and drink from the earth,
taking only what they need and leaving some for those who follow.
Their meals are simple, fish or fowl from the morning outings,
vegetables from the garden and grains milled and forged
Into the most delectable treats.
As the day concludes
A look of calm falls across everyone's 's face.
The rosy cheeked people,
Relaxed to the point of coma
Start to dream of their next visit
And what new experiences it will bring,
All the while hoping it will never change....
Firefly Fish Camp Is Born!
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