Divinebunbun lives in a log cabin on 100 acres in the rocky Ozark foothills. Her porch is a box seat on nature and the seasons. This is her journal of chores and mysteries, natural history photos, and observations.
The Divinebunbun Comedy Poetry Bird and Bunny Ozark Foothills Log
I can't figure out if the campers dined on their institutional food cafeteria style or (because of the round tables) family style so they could learn manners. It's been more than 40 years since anyone ate here. Did you go to a residential camp as a kid? Remember the big institutional gallon tins of fruit cocktail? Remember the cool little individual boxes of cereal, and the little milk cartons?