it's a war out there...

...a sock war...

Don't go...

Is it strange that I don't quite know what to do with my freedom... I don't particularly want to use my phone... I miss those silly/fun night life events and wars with socks that we'd only now be rapping up for the night. As I look out my window and see a beautiful pink in the sky, leftover from the sunset, I wonder what it would look like from the hill. While Michael Buble plays on my computer I find myself asking, "Summer, please stay a little longer!"  

When epic cheers end...

my summer at camp is officially over. The BoBo and the Cheyenne Man Cheer will always be remembered... even the time in the Starbucks parking lot! 

Two months ago I wouldn't have dreamed that driving down Stretch Road would feel like leaving a little piece of myself. Mountain Campus at Berry will always be my second home! 

Camp friends quickly became like family this summer. Only 2 months of my 22 years have been spent with them, but I feel like I've known them my whole life! 

Smiling girls, face paint, feathers, the hoedown throwdown, photo shoots, eno hammocks, mud sliding, the hamster dance, golf carts,the  hotdog gang, room 201 unite... "dang, any more great memories else?"

-peace-n-blessins-    

He provides...

a text from my mom this morning: "Isaiah 58:11"

The Lord will guide you always; he will satisfy your needs in a sun-scorched land and will strengthen your frame. You will be like a well-watered garden, like a spring whose waters never end. 

random photo shoot

beautiful days

in the same day...

I went mud sliding and wore the Miss America crown...