
Does anyone remember this little girl? Certainly it cannot be the same child that returned triumphantly from three weeks at wilderness camp.

Today we actually get to take Maya with us after she packs up her gear and says her goodbyes. We learned the significance of the 1-bell, 2-bell, 3-bell, 5-bell, and 7-bell and explored the 2-sided lean-to where Maya spent the last three weeks sleeping in one of the top bunks in a sleeping bag. Maya is looking forward to a hot shower and flush toilets upon her return to civilization.

Finally the moment arrives when we are reunited with Maya who comes running up a hill to great us. She looks positively radiant and it is instantly clear that she has had a wonderful time at Farm & Wilderness Camp. We are joined by aunts Susan, Jean, and Ikeie who have travelled from Burlington to see Maya and to enjoy the Farm and Wilderness Fair which brings to a close the summer camp session with food, arts & crafts, dancing, and a bonfire. Maya takes time to regale us with her exploits of the last 3 weeks. We learn that she has been on a 10-mile hike with a fully loaded pack, helped reconstruct a stone staircase, and harvested a chicken (chopped its head off with an ax, drained the blood, plucked the feathers, and removed the entrails by hand) for their Bounty Dinner. Her brothers were most impressed to learn of the slaying of the chicken and both seemed to look at their baby sister with new found respect or perhaps a sliver of fear.

Jeanine and I travelled to Plymouth, Vermont this afternoon, leaving the boys behind to fend for themselves for two nights. We are picking Maya up from camp this weekend and decided to go up a day early for some time to ourselves. The first photo is from a stop we made at a farmer’s market, the next two from the gardens of the River Tavern where we enjoyed a wonderful dinner, and the last of our accommodations for the evening, constructed over a stream.

This photo was taken by Maya and posted after her return from camp. Pictured are two of dozens of letters she received while at camp as viewed through the mosquito netting which draped her sleeping area. Maya said that she ran out of free wall space to post all of her letters by the end of her stay.
