The bigger little is at the “farm” on the hill for Camp Gigi. This is non-consecutive year two of Camp Gigi. He came in 2015 for three nights while his mom’s were in Vancouver for the final game of the Women’s Soccer World Cup. Camp took a hiatus last year because, well, because he was 2-1/2. But he’s back! I hope it will be an annual event now. At least until he’s, well, 13. Kidding.
This is a pictorial journal because, are you kidding, do you have to ask? There is no time write!
I am a Pacific Northwest native transplanted to the southeast for 36 years. In 2012, I returned to my childhood home and fell in love with this corner of the country again. I am a grandmother, a storywriter, a teacher, an attention payer, a hiker, and a back roads wanderer. Check out my website (and my memoir) at www.gretchenstaebler.com.
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