The pieces of life you can catch in the conversations around a campground bathroom have always fascinated me.
I was Listening to a mother, who has a significant Hudson River Valley accent while at the bathroom this morning. I will call her Sara. She was talking to a man she did not know out by the dishwashing station. They were talking about the cold last night. (It had been in the 30’s). She said they were in a tent. She said that hopefully someday they would be in a camper. That’s made me thankful for ours. It may be 31 years old, but it is ours, and it takes good care of us.
Then I heard a little girl say “Mom, can we go swimming?” “Later” was the answer. Sara shook her head and said to the stranger, “She just had a winter jacket on 10 minutes ago!”
I love these moments.
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