Our Camp

We'll be going to our Toledo Bend camp this weekend. I so love to go there.

Now that we've completed the repairs, we can now sit back and enjoy the facilities as well as the scenery.

Our children and older grandchildren enjoy going to the nearby community launch and putting in their boats to go fishing or riding innertubes pulled behind the boats. The younger grandchildren enjoy walking the road that loops around. Opa and I enjoy sitting on the front porch or back patio and watching the birds or fishermen in their boats.

Once while visiting there, our son went fishing early in the morning. As I glanced out of my front picture window, I saw a huge white mass following my son's boat on the water. At first, I couldn't understand what it was and then I was shocked when I realized what it was. I called out to Opa and one of my son's daughters to come see the sight. As my son fished and moved slowly along the shoreline of our cove, hundreds of white swans had landed behind his boat and was following him. As he turned the boat and drifted zigzaging along the water's edge, so went the trail of white swans. Then suddenly more and more swans began landing in the water behind the swans already following his boat. It was as if my son was pulling a huge white banner across the beautiful water in our cove. How great the artwork of the Lord!

Another visit, my son came in from a fishing trip and was really anxious to tell us what he'd seen that morning. Of course, my first thought was that the fog was so thick...how in the world did he see anything at all. He proceeded to say that as the fog was thick that morning, he was allowing himself to drift in his boat to allow time for the fog to burn off, so that he could get to his fishing. He heard something and looking up saw two eagles with claws locked together and tumbling up and down in the air as they performed their love dance. He said he'd read and heard about eagles doing this, but never expected to see this in his lifetime.

In April, I go to the camp with my daughter and the older granddaughters. We take in Hodges Garden, then we go to Natchitoches and shop. We try to make this an annual event. Then at Easter and Thanksgiving time we travel to the camp as we spend a week or so at North Toledo Bend Park. Opa and I commute between our camp and North Toledo Bend Park, while the children and grandchildren stay in their RV and Pop-Up Camper in the park. We meet with family and friends each day and play cards, play dominos, take walks, gather around the fire ring, and share laughter, recipes, and a community meal. It just doesn't get any better than this.