Camp is going well, numbers are good, spirits are high, staff is awesome. I got to sneak in a trip to Knoxville, which of course made me homesick for Ole Rocky Top. As I drove around campus I felt weirdly nostalgic and yet detached from the place that I called home. I calculated and it has been 3 years since I left Knoxville and 4 years since my undergrad days. It doesn't seem that long.
While things are going well here, I sure do miss my guys -
Beamer giving his best "feed me" eyes:
Ty says no photos, please:
Sebastian wants belly rubs:
And, of course, my main guy:
In lovin' camp but missing home,
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