This has been mostly a rest stop for us. This big state park, located where a glacier stopped advancing 13,000 years ago, was mostly empty the whole time we were here, and with little around to sightsee, we got our laundry done, Mark worked quite a bit, and I worked on a Colonial-style rag doll for Katie.

Here she is, with her dolly.

The weather was warm enough for shorts, and we drove out to see the boulder field created when the last glacier melted here.

This pile of rocks was much larger once (now it's only a quarter of a mile long), but trees have begun to intrude. To me it's amazing that so much of it remains after 13,000 years. These were the rocks pushed along by the front of the glacier, called the terminal morraine.

Katie and I ventured into it until she started showing signs of getting tired. I didn't want a twisted ankle out there where I could hardly carry her back, so we didn't push it too much, but it would be fun to see if you could cross the whole thing. It's pretty easy to cross the rocks, most of which don't move under your feet.


Katie found a rock shaped like a Lazyboy.

To carry your shoes, if you want to go barefoot, find a stick.

Another project I worked on here was compiling some old camp songs from when I was a kid. I've started trying to remember them to teach them to Katie, and so I got onto the Internet and found some sites that have camp song lyrics, and it was so great remembering them all. I bet there are still one or two I don't remember, but maybe Nancy (my friend from Jacksonville who went to camp with me and now lives in Manhattan) will jar those memories when we see her in NYC. Anyway, I made a little booklet of the lyrics, so Katie can know them and I can share them with Traci and then take Nan down memory lane. And then Katie and I recorded some of them, to make a CD so Traci will hear how they sound (and I get to record a little of Katie's 4-year-old voice to remember it by for later). Here's the booklet:

Today we are driving to New Jersey, to visit my friend Traci who was my next-door neighbor in Davis, CA back in 1991, and who has settled back out here where she grew up. I can't wait to see her and her family.