Or, Pennellwood: Years Later
Pennellwood was summer. It was childhood. It was long days of sunscreen and endless nights of bugspray, weeks that seemed to last for months – it was summer camp, for the whole family.
Pennellwood was underwanter; the business plan wasn’t sustainable. It closed, but our family traditions didn’t. So we looked for something else, a new place in which to continue. We found it, but it wasn’t the same. We spent days by the pool and nights tending bar. (Some things about family camp change when you grow up.) But a large part of the time, we spent talking about Pennellwood. Remembering it, missing it, wishing that we were there instead. Leaving the new camp today, someone suggested that we go to Pennellwood. Just to see what it had become. Continue reading
reads by the sea, by Joesph Roberts
I spent the last week in Mexico with my family. (Yes, it is nice having parents that like me enough to take me on vacation with them.) And, like I do most places, I spent a lot of time observing other people and what they were reading. On vacation, you can’t creep on people’s bookshelves, but you can surreptitiously walk around the pool to see what everyone else is reading.
Normally, I vacation in Michigan with my extended family. We all share books, so I’m already familiar with most of what they’re reading by the pool. (I’m a big fan of bringing bags of books that I’ve read to Christmas and dumping them on the table for people to pick from. Not the most traditional Christmas presents, I’ll grant you, but no one seems to mind.)
But, this vacation I was in a foreign country with people from all over the world. I saw people reading books in all kinds of languages. And, I know that we’re not supposed to judge books by their covers, but from ten feet away, I can tell a trashy thriller no matter what the language. It’s something about the font and the design, oh, and the faces that people make while they read them. People lean in to trashy thrillers way more that they do into business books. Continue reading
Currently, I’m in Colonial Williamsburg – thus the few days without a post. But, today I took this picture that I wanted to share. Yep, it’s a little boy wearing a tri-cornered hat while playing a video game on a smart phone. When worlds (erm, historical eras) collide…
Williamsburg is great and I’ll have a much longer post with better pictures (it was hard to take this one without the kid’s mom thinking that I was a creep) later. I’m really interested how they choose to represent the era. It’s all been pretty shiny and happy, but I guess that’s easy when you’re portraying the side that won.
Also, Colonial Williamsburg’s website is history.org – how cool is that?
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