Last month, they drove clear across our Province and
settled themselves in the heart of bear country.
And, cougar country. And, wildfire country.
It's a good thing I am unaware of the various dangers they come face to face
with until they are safe and sound in their own beds under our roof.
They are young and invincible.
Or, so it would seem.
I found out after the fact that helmets and rope were recommended
at some points along the trail. Neither were used by our boys.
See what I mean? Mamas are not welcome on trips like these.
By all reports, the trip was a success.
These are the experiences that help make men out of boys.
Thankfully, it will be nearly a year before I have to let them go again.
Little by little, the apron strings are being cut. Little by little I let go.
But, as long as there is food involved, I think I can lure them back.
With Love,
With Love,
Camille
**Photos in this post courtesy of Jonathan H. with the
exception of the panoramic image....it is Calvin's.
Thank you to you both! :)
**Photos in this post courtesy of Jonathan H. with the
exception of the panoramic image....it is Calvin's.
Thank you to you both! :)


















