As fall comes into view each year we take a journey to
Northern Minnesota
Near the little town of
To enjoy times in God's amazing world.
We pass through quaint towns
We go under beautiful skies,
Pass by neat art work we only get to see once a year.
Get water at an artisan well
And wait patiently in the chilling breeze for our jugs to fill.
We won the prettiest campsite "award".
Bundled under lots of layers to sing around the camp fires with
some of our dearest friends and family members.
Some visited the afternoon away,
While others built cities and conquered villages in the sand.
At night we sang and listened to more great sermons in the waning hours of the night.
Some fell to sleep in awkward shapes.
But woke refreshed to see another morning to sing around the campfire!
Some of my favorite memories are of camping! Do you have good memories as well?
~Anna