Stuffed to the Rafters

Kevin and I arrived just fine and were picked up at the Airport by Mr. Dean and Mr. Patterson. We stuffed our seven crates, three carry-ons, and four men into a Nissan and made the wonderfully interesting and exciting trek from the airport to the apartment.

John

Lake Day

Every year Friends of ours take a day trip up past Battleground Washington to Lake Merwin. A certain special interest group within our families decided it would be a good idea if we went with them this year. Because of my work I was originally not going to be able to go. I wasn't that disappointed at first; I didn't know what I would be missing out on. However, since the weather forecast said that the temperature was going to top 100, and working outside in that kind of heat is no fun at all, Mr. D decided that it would be alright to work a half-day. He didn't know it at the time, but that decision was perfect for me to get a chance to drive up to the lake in the afternoon. So when I got of work at just after 2 I hurried home and got ready to go as fast as I could.

Following a few minutes of preparation I was out the door and on my way to Cresap Bay. (I endearingly referred to it as Ketchup Bay.) Unfortunately my driving instructions led the way up I-5, taking me right through Portland toward Vancouver in the middle of heavy traffic. I crept along the freeway in bumper to bumper traffic for nearly an hour. My car's AC doesn't work so well (at all). The heat was unbearable. The only thing that kept me from going insane was Tchaikovsky's Serenade for Strings playing on the radio. (What a fortunate turn of events). Thankfully I was able to keep my mind long enough to cross the bridge into Washington. Traffic cleared up and I was on the move again toward Ketchup Bay. It wasn't long though until another event caused my speedy progress the slow to a crawl. I was driving along a rural road following a sort of poky car when I heard a strange, rather disconcerting noise. At first I was very concerned for the health of my car but it wasn't long before all fears left my mind. Two cars up from me was the car that caused the noise, and was continuing to spew forth similar sounds. The primary side-effect of those unfortunate noises was that our pace slowed from a good clip to and excruciating crawl. Soon I came upon the realization that it was two cars that were together, one pushing the other. I guess that's why they call it a "bumper." But it wasn't too long before they turned off and I was on my way again to Ketchup Bay. Once I got moving again it I was finally able to make it through Battleground and out into the open country, and what beautiful country they have up there. I wound silent and peaceful through the hills and valleys, cutting my way through the dark green forests as the sunlight punctured the dense canopy leaving dappled, and mottled shadows on the road. A few minutes later, after driving over a one-lane suspension bridge spanning the the lake, I was stopping at the guard shack on the driveway leading to the parking lot at Ketchup Bay. When I first got there the parking lot was full and I was going to have to park back at the one-lane bridge and walk in, but after some finagling and convincing (and a parking spot opening up) I was given a parking pass and allowed to drive down and park near the beach.

I had finally made it to the beach. I carried my backpack and igloo to the picnic table area where I could see that we had our operation set up. Mom was there and informed me that the kids were out on the logs diving off and just hanging out. There was a large uneven grassy area the came right the terraced edge of the rocky man-made shore. There was a swimming area boundary marked about 3o feet out with a semi-circle of log shaped floats running in a continuous line. After that another 30 or so feet was another semi-circle concentric to the first constructed from actual logs chained between log posts. Right when I was about to dive in the water and join them on the outer log ring they started coming in. When the first of them got to the shore they said that we were going to go to the rope swing. It sounded like fun and they said that it wasn't far so I consented to go with them. We followed a small paved path from the grassy area toward the nearby treeline where the path changed into a narrow dirt track. I watched for sticks and small rocks as we made our way through the woods following the water's edge to the rope swing area. The path widened to a good sized dirt patch with three trees growing right in the middle. Directly to the right of the path's mouth was the rope tied around the branch of relatively bare tree. On the water side of the open patch the ground dipped down toward a steep, rocky bank that had to be scaled with the aid of a rope to get the water's edge (or to get back from the water's edge). Opposite the rope swing was a tree stump protruding right on the edge of the drop off. The others had already been to the swing earlier so they wanted me to go first. But before anyone went we needed to get the rope untangled from the branch of a Spruce tree on which it was caught. Matthew and James gave it a try but couldn't get it with the stick we had on hand. Adam then gave it a try but wasn't having any more success than they. They were going about it all wrong, I said that they needed to use the force. Right about then Adela came back from an excursion with longer stick. In no time we had the rope free and ready to be swung. Matthew showed me the proper way to run of the embankment to get the best results, then it was my turn. I grabbed the rope in my hands and waited for a second. Then, gripping the rope tightly, I ran toward the edge leaping right when I got to the drop off. Lifting my feet I let my momentum carry me out and away from the earth toward the open water. It felt like I was in slow motion as I spun out over the lake. With one last look toward the bank where everyone was standing looking on, I let go of the rope. For a split second I hung in midair before plunging toward the watery depths. From the moment I left the ground I had adrenaline coarsing through me. As it flooded my system with do-or-die instinct I could feel my whole body shuddering. I tried to straighten myself out but I hit the water a bit crooked, smacking my shoulder and side of my face as I entered the enveloping fluid. Upon dropping below the surface I spread my arms and legs out to arrest my continued drop in the water. When I stopped sinking, hands and feet kicked in, working together the bring me back up the surface. I breached the waves and made my way back to the rocky embankment to have another go. The day had been hot and it felt so good to be in the water. Doing it in an high-adventure style with adrenaline pumping felt even better. We stayed at the swing for a little while longer taking turns on the rope or running and jumping off the stump, which was probably a ten foot higher drop than the rope. Finally everyone had had there fill of fun so we made our way back to the park.


The rest of the day was spent in lesure, jumping off the logs, swimming to the buoy, and throwing the frisbee were a few of the activities with which we entertained ourselves. Slowly the sun began to plod its course toward the hills making the sky blush and color with the shades of a heavenly palette. We began to pack up our belongings and get ready to go. When we were all ready to go we all gathered around and prayed, thanking God for the perfect day. Finally finished, we left.

John

Travels

We great trip to California as well as a great (speedy) drive back yesterday. Good day at church today. Nice night out to dinner. Pizzacato. Drove Kevin home. Free gum from Taylor. Cool, refreshing weather. Looking forward to a week of work. Trying to grow in my spiritual walk. Working on praying more.

John

The Long Way Home

Staying at a hotel in Twin Falls, ID tonight. Traveled all afternoon as soon as we could get packed up. Leaving Nephi was a struggle in more ways than one. We really made some fast friends. I can't believe that is over all ready.

John

Pirates and Prayers

I have to work tomorrow morning at 4:30. The next day I have to be up early because our missions team is leaving for Utah. I has finally come and I am so excited. Tomorrow evening we are doing a dress rehearsel of our skit in front of the youth group before we head out the next morning; I'm not as prepared as I could be. The trip is going to be a lot of fun but also a lot of work. If you read this I ask for you prayers that everything would go well on the trip and that we could clearly give the gospel message out to the kids in the vacation Bible school. Specifically pray for me as I am giving messages to kindergarten kids through second grade. Our skit is called Treasure Island and is loosely based on the book by the same name. Kevin has a really awesome costume that actually makes him quite intimidating. Tim does great as the do-gooder of the jungle, Banana Man. It's going to be a lot of fun.

Less than three months until I leave for Mongolia. Pray for me to that end as well.

John

Making Memories

I had a great Memorial Day Weekend camping with my family. I was a little scattered driving back for Graduation, staying the night, then working Saturday morning. I also came back into town to drop Timmy off. Ultimate Frisbee was great, and the Thunderstorm really was exciting. I got sunburned the first day so my personal toaster oven inside my jacket kept me warm. I had a hard time sleeping because of the sunburn on my shoulders and last night the aloe Mom put on made my skin stick to my bed sheets. We had some great times and I'm looking forward to this summer, my last few months in the States for a while.

John

Milepost 18

My graduation has come and gone, passing without the significance of the whole situation being realized. From the rehearsal on Friday night until after the ceremony the following afternoon it was as if the setting was somewhat etheral. I seemed to pass through the whole day like driving through a small town on a long road trip. It is a milepost of great significance though. Even though it is over now, looking back I realized how much fun it really was and how the Lord supported my through it all, giving me peace. Oh how the Lord has blessed me, blessed be the name of the Lord. I'm a graduate now.

John

Here and There

Finally, after a few bumps in the road and little pressure here and there, my presentation is done. And what a blessing it has turned out to be. God's mercy and peace were evident Sunday night while Kevin and I both got up and spoke in front of the church. Now with that behind me all I have to do in the near future is: prepare for the mission trip coming up in June, memorize my speech for Graduation, get the house ready for a hundred people to come to my open house, and go camping. Looks like my plate is still pretty full.

John

Post Script

Wow wow wow! What an amazing trip. I had the time of my life; and what a great group to have it with. We did so much, and in doing so much we also did so little. Everything from horseback riding, a jet boat trip, rock climbing bare foot, and soccer on the beach. We played board games and billiards, watched a couple of movies and ran and walked up and down the beach. We went out to dinner and ice cream, we also made some masterpieces of our own. I had some awesome times of personal devotion on the beach, as well as being able to be a blessing through song to the small congregation of believers there in Coquille. The sun set proclaimed the glory of God and all the skies declared it so, singing their silent praises to their maker. We didn't have a single day of bad weather, despite a little cold temperature one day, and I even managed to get a little sun burned. I'm an amateur when it comes to pranks but that didn't stop me from trying to harass our sponsors. We even ended up flinging bananas and shrimp around one night when things began to come loose. I took ton of pictures, I think my camera was finally glad to be put to good use. On the way back, we stopped at the Woodburn outlet mall and I ended up buying something in almost every store I went into. All in all, it was a perfect trip.

John

Senior Trip Prologue

It grows ever closer, like the sharks circling in the dirty water. I volunteered to make the menu for the trip, partly because I wanted to help, mainly because I wanted to decide what we eat and when we eat it. I would say that I'm pretty magnanimous. I went to Costco with Mom today and got most of our groceries, and I might add that they were considerable cheaper than we had even planned for. As far as money goes, we are way in the green up to this point. I'll make a few mores stops tomorrow at WinCo and Thriftway and then the food aspect will be all set to jet.

Good close this evening at Starbucks; we got out about 20 minutes early.

John

Many Hands

They say that having extra help speeds things right along, and they are absolutely right. Tonight we had four and a half closers (4 and a new hire), and we got out a half an hour early. I worked at the remodel project in the Hollywood district this morning. The dry wallers finally finished all their work in the bathroom and I started priming. I'm going on my senior trip next week so I won't be back to that project until a week from this Tuesday.

John

Tuefel Hunden

I closed like mad dog tonight, sweeping, mopping, cleaning and wiping, brewing and grinding coffee, and ringing customers all got twirled together in a massive Uber John Smoothie. I'm glad that Danielle appreciates how solid and reliable a worker I am.

Last night after I got off work, I wasn't tired and I didn't want to be driving around with a load of stinky soda cans in my trunk. So I decided to take them all to Thriftway to get a return on the deposit.....at Eleven o'clock. The machine wouldn't take any of my Pepsi cans, so I had to count them, all 136 of them, and take them inside. (The man at Thriftway said I looked like the trustworthy sort). All in all I made $13.65.

Because I had some free time this afternoon, after working all morning painting at the Jones', I finally got chance to fix the oil leak around my camshaft cover. I ran over to Discount Import and got the new gasket and then I went to Sears and got a 5mm and 6mm hex drive bit for a ratcheting wrench. I also got a set of philips screwdrivers so I actually have one when I need it; I love my screwdrivers so much. Arriving at home, I pulled my car part way into the garage and started taking thing apart. Less than four hours later everything was put back together and running great. And the new part was just precisely what I needed. I also got some work done on the menu for our senior trip, what a great day.

The Big One-Eight

I'm finally eighteen! *Does a little dance* So much is going on. I went to the Beaverton City Hall two days ago to try and apply for my passport. Realizing that I needed my birth certificate and running out of time, Mom and I decided to go home and try the next day. Next Day: Mom and I spent two hours in the waiting area, when my number was called I checked my pocket and my wallet, with my ID, at home had been forgotten. I needed to be at work in less than a half-an-hour so I had no time to have my ID brought to me. The only positive side to those three wasted hours was that I started and finished Bob Shelton's book: Through a Great Door. We also gave a tract to a ninety-four year old man. After that my afternoon only began to improve. I made it to work on time and while I was there Hannah and Josh came in and visited me. It was great to see two familiar faces. Last night was my last night for fifteen minute breaks at work.

Having been torqued one too many time by the City Of Beaverton, and wanting just to be done with the passport application process, Mom and I went to the City Of Tigard this morning and got the whole thing done in about 5 minutes; that was easy.

Besides all that I'm working on finding out was courses I can take from my major while I'm in Mongolia, working for Starbucks, working for Mr. Dutton, preparing to go on a Senior Trip, the Utah Missions Trip, and finally to leave for Mongolia in the Fall.

And I went snowboarding on Saturday and had an amzing, great day.

John

Not Dead Yet

Hey everyone. If you were wondering, the answer is no, I'm not dead yet. I was actually gone for awhile. As is stated in the previous post, I went hunting, and I did not come back for week. Of course I had a great time out in the woods. Unfortunately, I didn't see any deer that I could shoot, so that particular deer is not dead yet either. It snowed and rained and winded and the sun shined while I was at camp. I spent more than 35 hours in the woods. Now I'm back and studying for my test later this month. Tonight the Dallas Cowboys are playing the Buffalo Bills on Moday Night Football. Go 'Boys! I think that I'm going over to Kevin's house to play Halo 3 and then watch the game. That's the story of my life recently.

Johnny

Swimmin' In the Sea

I went to the beach on Saturday with my family, the Duttons, and the Popescus. We didn't know what the weather was going to be like but it turned out to be absolutely amazing. The night before I felt terrible, burning up and shivering all over. I wasn't sure if I was going to be well enough to do anything at the beach but I was going to go anyway. What ever it was, though, I burned it off by midnight. To make a long story short, the day was a great day overall. I chillaxed on the beach, walked to the top of the sand dune, went swimming in the ocean, body surfing, walked out onto the Cape and headlands, bouldered on some rocks, surfed down a slope of loose sand and rock, and sat on the tip of the cape watching the waves crash against the rock walls and the water churning below. It was a great day. Evan had come later in the afternoon because he had work so he and I were going to drive back in his car together. After everyone else had left we stopped into the Pelican Pub & Brewery for some of their amazing root beer and calm chowder. Our appetites satisfied and our root beer quaffed we headed for home.

John

Building the Perfect Wake

It seems that the more crazy fun stuff that I do, you know all that fun stuff that would be so perfect for a blog entry, the less I actually write about it.

Two weeks ago Evan, Sara, and I went camping on Lemon Island with the Olsons for their annual family camping trip. We only stayed for one night but we really packed the time we had. On Sunday, the first day were there, we went tubing on the river. I had been tubing once before and doing it again was so much fun. It really wears you down though. The next day started off a little slower but the tempo picked up when Kevin and some other of Andy and Davey's friends showed up. After messing around on the island a little and hanging out we finally got out on the water to do some wake boarding. I was so pumped but waited my turn until some of the others tried it. When I got in the water I was fully expecting to be able to get up on the board after a few tries. I tried four times but didn't end up getting it. I was last and we wanted to head back to give the girls a chance to do some tubing so I was finished for the day. After that we started to slowly pack up our tent and our gear to get ready to go that evening. We all had fun and it was really quite and experience.

The very next weekend Kevin, Tim, L.J., and I went camping with L.J.'s family at Detroit Lake for four days. We started our amazing journey on Sunday right after church and the fun and excitement didn't stop until we got back. I got on the wake board on my second try and after that it was really easy. Kevin also got up on the wake board after trying a few times the week before at the island. That was a really big thing for Kevin. The weather was nice and the water was amazing. Wake boarding every day and Axis & Allies every night, what a camping trip. On my last run Tim was taking pictures and videos of me so I have quite a bit of footage from our time. The boat we were using was one of L.J.'s friend's and it was a really nice boat. We ended up spending a lot of time just hanging out on the water. We had a great trip, my happiness level was 9-10 the whole time.

And finally, this weekend after work on Friday my family all got packed up and we headed out of town to Grandma and Grandpa's house for a night. Mom had a class reunion on Woahink lake so we stayed and our Grandparent's house while they were camping with my Uncle, Aunt and cousins. One of Mom's classmates, who has been friends of Dad since before high school, was going to bring his boat for us to go wake boarding but the day they left the truck wouldn't start so we are going to reschedule for another time. After hanging out at the picnic for a while we, the Bower children, scooted off to the beach with Joel and Jesse a the North Jetty. After purloining part of the jetty we went back to the picnic and got ready to go. When we left, heading for home, we stopped down on Bay Street to buy a fish. We got it straight from the fisherman. Then we stopped for ice cream at BJ's. After a quick stop at Gram's house we were on our way home. It's nice to be at home again.

John

The Trip

It wasn't exactly the camping trip to end all camping trips - thank goodness - but it was a great camping trip. You know, I find it funny. Every year that we have gone to Tumalo State Park our emphasis has been on Frisbee and swimming. This year though, I only went swimming on one day and we only played frisbee twice. Unfortunately, I injured my foot on the first game and then ended up playing on the injured foot for the second game. But this camping trip I had a new focus, one that is more and more beginning to define me as I explore it and it's possibilities: Climbing.

After Church, Sunday morning, we came home and made the final preparations to leave for Central Oregon. Adam drove all the way and when we arrived we began setup. Anna, who normally leads the trailer setup, was AWAL at another campsite so Adam and I set it up with intermittent help from a few others. With that completed I made my way over to the Nutter's site where Anna was. She inquired if we were ready to set up the trailer yet; I informed her it was done. That night after dinner at Cibelli's pizza with Grandpa and Grandma a couple of us played Texas Hold 'Em until 1 o'clock in the morning. The following morning, after breakfast, Adam, Luke, James, and I walked across the bridge spanning the Deschutes River to the cliffs (rim rock) on the other side of the river. There we began to climb. Probably an hour or so later we finally headed back to camp after making our way along the cliff alternating climbing and down-climbing to try another route. Back at camp we found the others getting ready to head to the rapids. Adam and I didn't feel like swimming so we climbed the rim rock on the edge the canyon through which the river flowed. On the top of the ledge we snuck around some guys house in an attempt to find Alex's sandal that he had lost while climbing there the previous day. We were unsuccessful, but Adam did catch a lizard. Later that day Adam Luke, Anna, James, and I went to play Disc Golf at Central Oregon Community College. The course was rough on my disc but we all had a good time. While we waited to be picked after completing the course we all stood around on the soccer field and practiced our driving. That night we played our first Frisbee game. After dinner all of us youngsters made our way across the road to the day-use area. The game went mostly well until during a course of inexplicable events I stepped on a irrigation device and cut my foot. I hurt only momentarily so we all kept playing. A few minutes later my foot began to ache and I knew it was worse than I thought. But, being the trooper that I am, I kept playing a little longer. It all ended when I made one wrong turn guarding Evan. At that point, with the pain filling my foot, I knew that I was done for the night. Adam assisted me over to a picnic table nearby where I attempted to see it by taking a picture with Sara's camera. After putting my sandals back on I rode James's bike back to camp. With Dr. Bower and Nurse Mom present I was fixed up in no time. The next day Mr. Nutter took Luke, Sara, and Me into Bend. We spent a little time wandering around the mall area there before stopping at Starbucks for some drinks. Before Mr. Nutter picked us up Luke and I played a little hackie out in front of the Starbucks. The moves were wild and the outside furniture was flying everywhere, sent there by my high-flying feet. That evening we played another game of Frisbee. I got there a little late and the score was already 3 to 2. I joined the side with 2 points and James moved to the side with 3. I played with my injured foot but it didn't give me much trouble. We ended up winning 15 to 6. That was a happy game. The following day, Wednesday, half of us were to head out for Canby to make it to the Westgate Family Camp. The drive was very nice, we took old highways from Aumsville through Silverton and Marquam to Canby. My post is already too long so I will abbreviate these upcoming days. I played in the ping-pong tournament and was knocked out in the first round. The MarWeBowNezevichKins did very well at the frisbee golf competition and won second place. I took home both of the prizes. The preaching by Scott Dean was very good and was designed to make one t.h.i.n.k. Board games are a staple of family camp and I ended up playing a few. When we played Pirate's Cove I started off very bad, being beaten twice in a row, but ended up in second place. Yes I know, first place loser. All in all family camp was great. Friday night I drove the three hours back to Central Oregon ending at just after 11 o'clock. The drive was great, I like to pass people in the rain and in the the dark. We finished up our week of camping back at Tumalo. On Saturday I finally went tubing on the river. I had my towel with me and I was trying not to let it get soaked. All my attempts were vanity. I was sucked under at one particular rapid and at that point I was barely more soaked than my towel. It was then that I realized that I had lost James's shirt. Leaving my now soaked towel and my inner tube on a rock, I ran back up the path the the point where I had first tipped over, coincidentally losing the t-shirt. I wasn't really sure if I could find it but I had faith that God does care about such seemingly little things as lost t-shirts so I made my way down the river, partly swimming, partly scrambling over rocks. I took a break for one moment and stood one a rock. I scanned the scene and noticed something dusty red underneath the surface of the water across the river's flow. At that moment I knew that I had found it. Jumping off a rock I plunged into the rover and swam violently to get across the flow without being taken downstream too far. I reached the other side and reached under the water. I pulled up the missing t-shirt in my hands. Now victorious I made my way back down the river on the opposite side making my own way through the sagebrush and rocky ground. I finished off my river float at the private bridge spanning the river. I tossed my towel and inner tube up onto the bridge and climb up after. Anna and I walked along the road back to the day use area where the adults were. On the way Anna noticed a shirt next to the road. I picked it up, hey free shirt. It was a little large for me but that the way it was supposed to be worn. After I got to the day use area and laid out my towel to dry, and with my new shirt on, I decided it was time to try some more climbing. I waded across the river and found a little trail through the bushes on the bank of the river to the cliffs beyond. I scrambled a little ways until I found the place that I wanted to start then I took off my sandals and started climbing. Anna took a few pictures of me from across the river and Mr. Meigs said I was going to kill myself. I didn't care, then it was just the rock and me. Thinking, rethinking, a little strength and technique all in one fluid thought and I was at the top of the crag in no time. I down climbed to another area and started again only to be baffled by a difficult crack. No problem though. I just moved around the outcropping of a big boulder and found another way up. After that ascent Mr. Meigs suggested that I be done for now, mostly for their sakes. I complied willing, seeing as how I had just had my fun. I ended up getting to bed early that night and we had to pack up camp the next day. Packing up was work but didn't take very long considering what it used to take to get us going. We finally hit the road and I was looking forward to stopping at Cibelli's one last time before heading home. I wasn't even thinking; when we got to Cibelli's it was closed because it was Sunday and they don't open until 3. Bummer. It turned out to be okay anyway though. After stopping for gas in Sisters we made up our collective mind to stop at the Marion Forks Restaurant with the Nutters, the Meigs, and the Starks. Finally, after a few more hours, heavy traffic on I-5, and some long hauls with the trailer we had made it home with only thirty minutes to get ready for Evening church. Uber Camping Trip successful. Body - Energized. Spirit - Uplifted. Mind - Enlightened.

John

P.S. Tim is an amazing guy, and he did a great job on the paintballing at Family Camp.

Looking Up

Whaddaya think of my new looks? I decided I'd try something new for a change.

On the way back from Sacramento, instead of coming straight home, we changed our plans a little bit. Some friends of Anna's, and now ours, invited us visit them at their house just north of Sacramento. We had breakfast at their house and played a game of Dutch Blitz. We also got a tour of their new house that they are building. While we were there I gave myself a 'crash' course one riding a unicycle. We finally left their house and were back on the road again. Instead of getting right back on I-5, we took the scenic route along old highways to Red Bluff. As we normally do on our way back from California, we stopped at the In-N-Out in Redding. It was over a hundred degrees outside and the place was crowded. After lunch we stopped at Starbucks then hit the road again. After seven more hours on the road we finally reached home at Eleven o'clock.

At home, I'm back to work again. Today we went to see Ratatouille; what a hilarious movie! I recommend it to everyone. Now I have to do some plumbing repairs in the kitchen.

John

Road Trip

After traveling all day, we are finally at our hotel. We left home at about 9 and arrived here just before 8. On the way down we made only a couple of stops. Our first stop was at the South Umpqua rest area for lunch. When we reached Redding we stopped for gas, as is our custom. Since we had stopped someone came up with the idea that we should stop at Starbucks for drinks. I was in line and ready to order when Sara informed me that Mom was going to buy all the drinks; we used Evan's partner discount. 200 miles later we were finally in sight of the city. One last stop at the grocery store and another quick jaunt on the freeway and we were pulling into the parking lot at the hotel. While we unloaded the van(and cleared the building), Mom started making dinner. The Asian chicken salad was the perfect summer dinner after spending all day on the road. While enjoyed dinner at the poolside we watched as dusk fell without a whisper. A lone owl flies over the city while a single star shines brightly in the falling light.

Tomorrow we have registration and then we are going to play disc golf. The weather here is incredibly nice and sunny without being too hot. I'm looking forward to the rest of the week.

John