You asked me to bring a lighter,
two rolls of paper towels when I
dropped him off; camping’s not much
fun without each one- how could you
forget such things? I hesitIT-ATEd –
letting him come, my little one, after
a slumber party just last night when
at five o’clock he still went strong
as the wild pigs chasing after me, Bill
said to hurry, climb a tree and before I
knew it a herd passed beneath my feet,
when I plopped down he said “Be quiet
you’ll scare the deer away!” and all I
wanted was to go to sleep.
My little one will crash right after dinner, but
that’s okay. I’ll let someone else handle it.
Village Creek State Park is nestled in the backyard of the town where I used to teach, not but fifteen miles from where I live. My husband and older son were already there for a scout camping trip when I dropped off my youngest this morning. It brought back memories.
I had a “friend” who used to hunt and I once went with him thinking how nice it would be since I love nature and all. Little did I know wild boars would chase me up a tree. I did write a funny short story about it here, if you’re interested.