Without warning, it’s suddenly our last night on Monomoy. Tomorrow, we break down the cook tent, pack up the guest tents, and start the move out.
I love the colony. I know that if you read my last post, you might think that I don’t care for, dislike, or even hate the colony. It’s noisy, sandy, inconvenient, and smells bad. It’s kind of like a city, and it’s the contrast with the peace and solitude of the rest of the islandContinue reading “Camp Life”