When I spent what felt like a full day packing the car to prepare for a two days of camping, I was hoping that there would be a payoff.
I wasn’t disappointed.
In our church, the end of the summer signals the coming of our annual camping trip. These are sweet times with people who’ve done a lot of life and faith together. The chance to spend days together at a slow pace is a slice of watermelon and a glass of lemonade to my soul. So with several sites reserved and sufficiently amped-up children, we packed our vehicles to the brim and headed for Union Valley Reservoir.
It was my first time to this lake, somewhere in between the foothills and peaks of the Sierra Nevada mountains. There was no chance I’d leave my camera at home. And since my friend Melissa let me try out some of her camera lenses, I was in a gigantic, natural playground. Mmmmm…fixed lenses.
I wasn’t the only one in a playground. By the time I got home, I found that most of the photos I snapped captured the twelve kids in our group having the time of their lives in their own forested playground. Below you’ll find a glimpse of the dusty, wet, and fun-loving times we shared that weekend…
Thanks to the church family for helping to watch all these kids. Thanks to Melissa for letting me try out the lenses. Thanks to my bride for the chance to explore!
Thanks to God for times like these.
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