It’s a funny thing about the way folks spend their time at a campground. All around us we see folks with their camp chairs out, grills at the ready, and bikes parked waiting for that spin around the lake. Their kayaks are loaded up and the fishing poles are ready for the next big catch. Somehow our time at a campground has a different flavor.
The first thing Gary did with his time was to empty out all the bays on the passenger side of Lizzie, clean them out, take stock of what was there and get them all reorganized and repacked.

Then he cleaned out the truck and worked on a couple of small repairs. Next he moved to the other side of the rig and tackled his tool bays.


He got it all back in –

Yes, this man has a good variety of tools!

Meanwhile…my time was spent at my computer working on that Year Nineteen memory book or (happily) sewing away on a quilt!

Oh, we’ve taken a drive or two

and checked out the dam that actually makes Lake Seminole.

There have been walks and naps and easy meals – exactly the way we like to spend our time at the campground.
But there is another thing about the time here at East Bank Campground. It’s really hard to tell exactly what time it is! We are right on the line between Eastern and Central time zones, and our phones are very confused! They seem to change time zones at will. We’ve kept the analog clocks set at Eastern (since that is the official time of the campground), but there is still confusion when we check our phones. (But let’s be honest- it doesn’t take much to confuse us these days!)

Tomorrow, even though there won’t be any turkey or precious family around our table, we’ll be taking time to be thankful for all the blessings the LORD has given us in this crazy life of ours. And we’ll be praying that whatever your Thanksgiving may look like – you’ll be giving Him the thanks also!

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