Happiest of Times

Just when you think you know somebody they go and do that, and totally redeem themselves. I am of course referring to the young single adult group of the Shingle Springs and Folsom Natoma wards. Such a people are capable of creating friendships and bonds that are really hard to find anywhere else. The government might have checks and balances but here we have the priests quorum and relief society. We look out for each other in a fashion that borders annoying. My thoughts and words go out to them at this point because I miss the warmth of their presence. This last weekend we took a trip to camp Ritchie prier to their opening for the long estrogen packed months ahead of girls camp. A night of good eats, staying warm by the fire, and group snuggling / star gazing was then followed by a morning of cleaning, hiking, and rowing across the resevoir there. Bonds were made, memories had, and in the end a blanket was lost. Yes holga the great 30 pound down blanket and I were seperated by mere stupidity. Its all my fault.