From the lake, from the hills, from the sky

You know, you can be chilling out at North Rock in a canoe, and you can think you haven't yet decided where you want to go. You can go bother the sailboats in the middle, or you can wade through one of the coves, you can see what the Wellness Camp is doing, or you can even be adventurous and play chicken with the ski boats. But the one thing you have to do is choose. Otherwise, before you know it you'll end up hanging off the cliff on the southern end.



I still almost can't believe I'm going back there! Hopefully I can put all my newly cultivated leadership skills to good use while having the best time of my life. I don't think that will be terribly difficult.



In honor of Joanie Hubble, who originally taught me the song while we were trying to get Kyle and Andreea a ride so we could pick up a raincoat that never ended up being useful ("Needham? What are you doing in Needham!?"), I wrote my canon for Music 51 in a style I think most FOP'ers and sleep-away campers will recognize.

Mark off one more extremely satisfying tkd practie, sans stressing out my hamstring tendon. I just need to learn how to kiyop without losing my voice (and what's left of my range).