Another Chapter Closes

Labor Day weekend.  Full campground.  Cooler nights and families desperate for s’mores whittled our firewood supply down three times over.  Maintenance hauled it in by the tractor load, and we delivered it by the golf cart load–my favorite job.  🙂

Aside from some unavoidable old-lady peevishness–brought on by campers who can’t walk on the roads but insist on the shortest path to wherever they are aiming even if it takes them within inches of my window–I have to admit it has been a wonderful weekend closing to this summer in Tennessee.  We didn’t have any trouble.  Not even one complaint, as far as I know.  Just kids flying around on their bikes, playing in the sandbox, tossing a football with dad; campers playing horseshoes, walking dogs, enjoying the pool; water lovers fishing and kayaking in the river that flows along the length of the park.  Families making memories.

Nevertheless, Dawny and I eagerly anticipate tomorrow, when 73 campers will pull out in a long, winding train back to their homes, their lives, their normalcy.  For then we will once again be free to walk the campground loop without fear of an off-leash or too-long-of-a leashed dog rushing us from between the endless rows of campers.  Dawny likes to walk through the park area just fine, but her true joy is keeping track of our immediate neighborhood in the campground, smelling all the news that is fit to piddle.  Boy, she is going to get a nose-full tomorrow!

Meanwhile, the signs of autumn hover over our heads in browning, slowly falling leaves.  In spots they crunch underfoot, announcing the coming season of quickening nightfalls and lazy-rising morns.  The promise of cozy, delectable holiday feasting wafts from the next fluttering page.

Soon enough, we will move on, too.  Close this little chapter and open another.  Until then, I look forward to enjoying the peace and quiet, as well as the vibrancy and color, that comes with early autumn in Tennessee.  It is a beautiful place and we are blessed to be here.

My hope for you is that your next season is as lovely and you are just as blessed.





I am happy to report that I have written and published a second ebook.

Billy:  A Campground Chronicles Short Story” is now available on Amazon’s ebooks for $1.49.  Here is a direct link to the story on Amazon’s ebooks site if you are interested:

Anyone who has been following this blog recently knows that it has been a bit of a struggle workamping for such a long stretch at the same place and, as an introvert, dealing with so many people–a few of them quite difficult–as part of the job.  Well, the bright side to all of that is that it has given me time and material for this short story.  I have also gained fresh appreciation for the connections that tie us together.

Despite the challenges of the job, there are so many things I love about my stay here in Tennessee.  I have grown especially fond of the people.  You see, I am a city girl for the most part.  To sit for a spell in the countryside where people visit with a stranger until they discover just when and how they know each other’s people was quite foreign to me.  Heck, even though no one here is likely to ever discover a link with “my people,” I have been accepted and loved.  I suppose that makes me the first of my people in this neck of the woods.

But let’s get back to Billy.  Billy and his family also came to this campground without having local roots and branches.  They came with a very large family to camp for a couple of weeks while the parents went off during the day to… well, I don’t know for certain, but I always guessed it was to look for a livelihood somewhere in the surrounding community.  Perhaps they were looking to plant some roots in this rich soil.

Billy himself was a delight and a challenge, a devil and an angel.  As a camp host, I did my best to deal with him directly, as well as with the campers with whom he made contact.  It wasn’t always easy, but in the end it was totally worthwhile.

This short story is an attempt to convey to the reader how we connect with one another in our daily lives.  It is also a reminder to take care.  Take care how we treat each other, take care with our assumptions and our judgements, and take care of our own little worlds and those in our orbit.  Finally, take care to be open to precious gifts when and where you least expect to find them.

I hope some of you will give this story a try and, if you enjoy it, please consider giving it a review on Amazon’s ebooks site.  Positive reviews are very helpful to an aspiring author’s endeavors and enable future readers to find the book more easily.

Thanks, and happy reading!

(Link to my Amazon author page: