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Camp Chrysalis,

 

98 acres of awesome God and beauty. 

 

This panoramic is off since you can't look at the sports court and see the front of the swimming pool...but you catch it's drift of it being amazing...though this picture was from the beginning of the summer so it looks a little bit more green than it was at the end.  Either way, this summer was amazing!  I don't know if I'm speechless or if I have too much to say that it's overloading my brain!  I know I am blessed to have been a piece of the Cross Trails Ministry staff this fine summer.  I met a whole lot of people and managed to find a positive attribute about every one of them.  Sure, lots of people can say, "Well I did too!", but not all of them built friendships off of those things. 

 

That was the hardest part this summer, having to deal with people who didn't get along with each other.  I was surrounded by it, so I chose to just speak my mind truthfully whenever something came up. 

 

All I know now, is that I'm back at home, doing the same stuff I always did, minus Crackerdog.  I emailed a candle making company about my ability to help them out so we'll see where that takes us.  For now, at least, I want to catch up on my brain cells...though I'm certain it doesn't help to be painting things with smelly fumes involved.  My outgoingness and my ability to just say "okay, sure" has been brought out of me since camp.  I'm glad, and I hope it doesn't wear off! 

 

As of now-now, I'm redecorating the front porch.  I used oil-based paint because I was sure it was a good idea, but the so-called self-leveling SUCKS...just saying.  It's gonna take a while to dry too.  The yellow and rusty swing is now Fire Orange and needs help getting tied into the rest of the porch.  We need a new entry mat for sure!  The teal door looks amazing though.  Seriously!  Oh, and by the way, if you're going to spray paint on the porch leave the dirt.  I looked down and thought I destroyed the cement, but turns out I could just sweep it off because the orange was attached to the dust, not the ground.  This has been life-hacks with Emily. 

 

Lastly, my nick name at camp was Em Hoh.