old boxes

I'm home at my parents for the holidays and my sister's wedding. I am determined to put some things in order and also take things back to utah... since it doesn't look like I will be on the east coast again in the next year. The box I went through today surprised me. It was full of love letters from the camp I worked at from 2004-2006--Independent Lake Camp. I ran the photography section of the art program there. I ran the darkroom, taught the classes, trained the teachers. It was one of the best experiences in my life, both photographically and personally. We would write love letters in the camp twice a summer, something Art Amy had come up with years before. I sent some out this year, to family and friends. It is a great tradition. I celebrate it at the end of the summer. Maybe you should, too?

and p.s. i used to quilt a bit. i made 3 or 4 large ones and a baby one. I might make a blanket while i am here.