Thursday, 23 June 2016

Friday, 6 May 2016

James K Baxter Camp Writing

Mountain Valley

Mountain Valley was usual enough: it had
A creek, Archery, A river, Smelly old Pigs, even blackberries that I never ate.
My friends and I did what girls do - giggled in our sleeping bags, spied on the cabin next door, gathered blackberries then stomped on them and slid down the rock into the river.
Doing nothing important                                         

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