The last time my friend Kate and her boyfriend Dave came to visit, she noticed a camp ground off Route 7 in Sharon. She asked if we could camp there sometime this summer.

Sure, whatever. It’s only 20 minutes from home, but camping is fun.

Housatonic Meadows is a beautiful site. Small, but that’s part of its charm. We had a great site at the end of a cul-de-saq, very wooded, private enough. A bit of a slope, which meant we kinda slid downhill all night, but that wasn’t too much of a problem.

We all brought a ton of food and spent a lot of time cooking and eating. And just generally hanging out, enjoying each other’s company by the fire.

On Sunday we trudged up river (in the river) until we found a spot deep enough to swim. The temperature was perfect, the current was strong and the river was peaceful. No better way to spend a Sunday afternoon.

Again it hit James and me how much we enjoy getting out and doing things with people (Kate and Dave in particular). It sounds funny to say it that way, but we often get caught up in work and freelance projects and just being tired. This was the perfect antidote to a crazy week of heart monitors and losing pets.

On the drive back home, I kept marveling at the beauty of the Northwest Corner.

“I can’t believe we live here,” I said, not for the first time.

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