We took the pop-up down to Kentucky Dam Village campground, about an hour-and-a-half drive from here.  This is the first time we’ve used the minivan to pull it, so I was leery about going too far….plus, we’re broke and I’m tired.  I needed to just be still, stare at a campfire, bask in the light of the  full (sturgeon? green corn?) moon, and Power Up.  The campground had maybe 2 dozen campsites filled, out of 215, the bathhouses were clean, the hoot owls were hooty, and in the middle of the night there was a long, lonesome sound of a train in the distance…  We hit up some antique stores, drove over to Golden Pond, ate catfish and drank moonshine at a nearby restaurant— just relaxed.  I’m re-reading Eckhart Tolle and Emmet Fox, a very powerful combination for soul-growth…

The new camper arrangement is a real sucess…we put both mattresses at one end and use the other for our stuff.  Don’t the curtains look great?  We got a little bit of rain Sunday morning, so we’ve set it back up in the front yard to get completely dry.  We’ll fold it back down until I return from NYC, probably first of October.  Then, we’ll pull her on down to Bardstown for another stab at the Bourbon Trail.  At least, that’s the plan.

Since I’ll be leaving for NYC on 9/8, I need to harvest a lot of veggies, make some pesto, and other gardening chores.  Michael has a birthday, so we’ll have our usual celebration at Ellis Park this week-end.  Then there’s that pesky packing…  I’m revved and ready to roll…