Spruce Roots: Inspirational Connections within a Loving Summer Camp Family

Creative Expression at Christmas

2013-12-04T10:14:00.003-05:00

Front yard fun at Christmas.

At Sprucelands, creative expression was always encouraged. I personally loved when campers and staff would arrive for their camp session, bringing duffles and decorations for their cabin. And within hours, their enthusiasm for an anticipated terrific few weeks spilled out in chatter. It also showed itself in how the cabin was decorated, often to an independent theme like luau or rainbows, circus or treasure hunt.

Fact was, very quickly the cabins took on a personality of their own. With posters on the walls, rugs on the floor, and deco hanging from the rafters, you all looked like you were living in a fancy apartment in the woods. You built your cabin spirit. Lots of smiles showed me you felt free to just be, sharing your flare for living with each other. I know I thoroughly enjoyed - and so did the Hill Parents - taking inspection or bedtime walks through your cabins. You all were an adventure.

Tom and I often call our new home, our cottage. It is cozy and comforting. We've been decorating all summer. Then the holidays came and a few Halloween decorations appeared, followed by Thanksgiving. Now all of that has been put away in exchange for Christmas.

My very first artificial tree in our cozy little cottage.

I guess you would say that we are both expressing ourselves creatively. This after all is a new space. There are no set places for decorations. It's like this is a fresh canvas and we are painting scenes that will warm our hearts through the holidays.

Tom began expressing himself outside. He found an enthusiastic little snowman for the front yard. He put a garland on the porch pole after I hung a wreath on our front red door. Then there are candles in the windows and a few spotlights to make the scene glow.

Inside, we started with the tree which this year is artificial. First artificial tree I've ever had...and I like it, believe it or not. It's very pretty and just the right size for our smaller living room. Donna's Santa sets on one coffee table and her snowman in the other. I've quilted some pieces: one for the coffee table and another for the wall.

Tom has given the hutch a new look.

And so it goes. What is totally fun is watching Tom get into the fun. I was downstairs sewing one morning. I heard him actively bustling around upstairs. Then he called me to show off his creative touches. One thing he loves is blue and silver. And as you can see above, he gave the hutch some of his color. There are other blue and silver balls on lights and curtains. Best part is, we are decorating together and having about as much fun as you did when you decorated your cabins in the summer.

A Deer Message on Black Friday

2013-11-30T09:49:00.002-05:00

I grew up in awe of deer sightings in the woods.

Thanksgiving was wonderful! So much chatter. Plenty of really tasty food for everyone. Lots of veggies. My delicious turkey. Shared news. Accomplishments applauded. Punch and wine. Munchies. Homemade rolls, pies, and clever little turkeys made with gumdrops and cookies. Football games on TV and chess. Legos. Shared conversations. And I'm happy to say, we kicked off the day by singing the Johnny Appleseed grace.

Tom works part-time these days. One of the givens is that he works on Thursdays. I made the request he trade his work day for another day in Thanksgiving week. He ended up working from 5 p.m. Thursday evening to 5 a.m. Friday morning. What a trade! Still, he was with us for Thanksgiving. I so enjoyed watching him with the kids. He and I spent much time belly-laughing over the boys' strange humor. Admittedly, when we all get together, the family fun and silly exchanges are enough to make any of us smile.

About 5 a.m. on Black Friday, my body woke me. Sleepily, I pulled back the curtains in the bathroom to see the weather, just in case I might need to shovel the drive. And what to my wondering eyes did appear? A beautiful, large doe meandering lazily and safely across our snowy front yard and on down the street.

Here in the city where there are no hunters, only street lamps with rosy pink lights, the deer peacefully wander to wherever their curiosity take them. The dogs and I have seen them in neighbor's backyards as we've enjoyed our evening walks. Seldom are the deer surprised. They don't take off running wildly like in the country because they are so used to cohabiting with humans.

In the earlier days, when we saw a deer in the morning, Stacey and I used to say, "Today is going to be a good day!" And yesterday was...relaxing, restful, and reflective. If deer are still omens about the day, then an early a.m.doe gave me a post-Thanksgiving gift. In fact, watching this lovely lady move gracefully across the neighborhood, I felt reassured that Tom would soon be home safe and sound. Then I thought about the dedicated Black Friday shoppers, and smiled, happy that I could still catch a few more zzzzz's.

Happy Thanksgiving!

2013-11-27T11:35:00.002-05:00

We have spruce trees in our backyard.

Change is inevitable. Change tugs at my heart strings. It challenges me to let go of the old and grasp the new with enthusiasm. Change inspires new perspectives. Change has uprooted me from a home and land that was mine - I thought - till death did us part. I grew there. So did my children. Our roots were deep. However, as my very wise parents affirm in nearly every conversation: there is nothing so sure as change.

A huge adjustment comes with a move from 120 acres in the country to a small lot in the city. Yes. Even though the Lancaster natives refer to this area as the country, it is not. For me, it is the city. Guess it's all about perspectives because there is after all a field and a barn not too far down the street.

This is today's look to the left as I walk out our driveway.

Initially, living in our new home was like being on an extended vacation. Was I in a foreign country or a dream? I didn't even know my way around the area. Then I began to discover conveniences I've never had. A shower that worked beautifully. Neighbors that frequently stopped in the yard to chat on their daily walk for exercise. Air conditioning. A garbage disposal. And big stores 5 minutes away: Target, Walmart, Aldi's, Wegmans, Panora Bread, Kohl's, and more. I became comfortable with the reality that this was our new place, our new adventure. The aroma of horses disappeared from my sneakers.

I have ditched the word 'tomorrow' that evolved from living in the country. When I needed something at camp, I put it on my list of errands for the next day and said, 'Tomorrow'. Well, Tom has quickly reminded me that I can now get the groceries I need in 5-10 minutes. No need for my errands to take all day.

As an aside...for years I wished our little piece of Pit Road could have been renamed something like Country Lane. That didn't happen. You'll never guess. We moved to the city and live now on a quiet road named Country Place.

...and my look to the right. It's like living in a park. Quiet and pretty.

There is a good feeling about having our space defined here. For so many years, I was responsible for everything on our grounds at camp - buildings, roads, ditches, trees, animals, trails, the lake, lawns - and the responsibility became exhausting. Now our yard is fenced with a lawn that is just the right size, flower gardens, and a small deck. There's a willow tree in one corner of the back yard, a long needled pine, 4 small spruce trees, a funky decorative tree, and a deciduous tree that Drew thinks is part of the birch family. Fact is, I'm liking the freer feeling that comes from smaller because after Tom and I have handled the yard work, I can sit on the deck, enjoy the dogs, put my feet up, and read a good book.

So my blog entry today reminds me that my boys and their families will enjoy their first Thanksgiving in this new place where they have no roots. Perhaps one day they will be comfortable here, remembering that 'home' is where we are together as a strong, loving family. With Sprucelands forever in our hearts, we will join in a grateful prayer - tomorrow - for the changes in our lives. Happy Thanksgiving!

Sprucelands Camp Director moves forward

2013-11-26T11:25:00.003-05:00

Our new home in Lancaster, New York.

I haven't written for this blog since October 2012. Now it is November 2013 and we anticipate Thanksgiving in two days. Guess you would say I took a transitional sabbatical for a year while the Sprucelands property was sold and I relocated. It has been quite a year.

There are so many good things that happened across the year, even as many were emotionally draining. Saying goodbye to camp - friends, horses, buildings, and land - was right up there on the list with 'one of those hardest things I had to do'. I don't think I've ever cried so much. And while it was heart wrenching, I am happy that my truest friends and camp family stay in touch with me across facebook...thank goodness for facebook...and through occasional visits.

Decorating for the seasons is fun.

Tom and I moved into our new home in Lancaster on April 2, 2013. It's a cozy little cottage in the middle of a lovely park-like residential area. At night it is as almost as quiet as camp which means sleeping is easy. Also, I can see the stars at night - that was one of my pre-requisites - and there are birds to feed. You know how I love to feed the birds. On top of all that, we are having fun decorating for the various seasons and holidays. Even had a bunch of trick-or-treaters for Halloween, something I missed for 34 years.

Oliver and JIB, Lily and Pudge have adjusted pretty well. I immediately started walking the dogs. Lily had to understand that chasing squirrels and rabbits is a no-no here. That has taken some training on my part, training which was put on hold for 8-10 weeks during July and August after I fell and smashed my left wrist on a sidewalk. Ten screws and a metal plate later, I am using my hand pretty well. Became aware very quickly that sidewalks, unlike the trails at camp, are much less forgiving in the event of a stumble.

Donna and Matt shared good times with us this summer.

We have tackled a number of projects to make this home our own: new roof, new furnace with air conditioning, shutters by the front windows, and fence around the yard for the animals. In addition, all the rooms upstairs have been painted, some with Donna and Matt's help. I also created a craft area for myself downstairs in the fully finished basement. That is where I've rekindled my love for quilting. Guess it's my creative self finding a new path, one that can eventually partner with photography. It's all part of my search to discover just who I am these days as I let go of my horse world and look to the future.

Nine years later we are officially a married couple.

Tom and I married September 10th when Donna and Matt were here for a visit. Via facetime, they connected with my parents so mom and dad at 95 and 93 could view the little service on our back deck. Justice of the Peace from Java Center performed the legalities that finalized our initial marriage ceremony in 2004. With Tom working only part-time now, we partner in our household chores...and he kindly lets me sleep in the morning, since I don't have to get up and feed the horses.

And so with Thanksgiving in front of us all, I enter the blog world once again to say 'thank you' for being there during 2012 and 2013. You held my hand a multitude of times and hugged me when I needed it most. I love you all. That more than anything is my mantra forever and always.

Blog has a facelift

2012-10-04T09:10:00.003-04:00

Sage and Raven with Eileen...campers that were here at age 8.

This is a brief post to share that I am moving forward with the blog. Photos from this last summer will be posted a little at a time. You will see them. I promise.

Life has been a huge roller coaster ride since last January what with deciding to sell Sprucelands and pulling camp together for one last time. Wonderful alumni participated as contributing staff members. Others visited to find their closure on Sprucelands under my leadership. Shared memories filled our hearts and minds. Tears were shed as we reconnected with friends and told stories that made us laugh like we haven't laughed in years.

We have almost finished our weekend riding clinic season for scouts. The weather has cooperated so nicely. The groups have been phenomenal as always they are, giving our clinic helpers opportunities to teach. I continue to be impressed with how far they have come in their ability to reach out and inspire others with their enthusiasm for horses and riding. Our last clinic is October 12-14th.

This is a scene I'll never forget.

It is looking like Sprucelands will continue as a camp. I am thrilled as you can well imagine and will share more details when they are available. So stay tuned because I have accepted an offer. If things work out well and fairly easily, then I will be moving on by Christmas.

You will have many questions for me, none that I can answer immediately. Give us time to get things straightened out here so I can fill you in about camp next summer. Because we are all family, I will be helping the new owners with their transition and they will want you on board all the way. We all prayed Sprucelands would remain a camp. Our dream is coming true. She will live on.

A few things to note: (1) Our blog format is different. You can click on a photo and go right to that article. There is also a menu bar where you can choose your own way of looking at things. (2) On my facebook page and also on the Sprucelands Inc. facebook page, you will find a wide variety of 'scenes I don't want to forget' when you click on 'cover photos'. Those change frequently as I add new pictures. Enjoy! Until later, I love you all.

First Sunday July 22-August 4th Session

2012-07-30T13:24:00.004-04:00

Where are you from? What do you like? Are you a rider?

After camper orientation on Sunday, Sprucelands session July 22-August 4th got under way full steam with a delicious supper, great singing in the dining hall and all kinds of mixer games. It always feels good when new energy comes into camp: new friendships, perspectives and talents.

I love that first supper of a new session on Sunday. Enthusiasm is running high, an enthusiasm that catches all of us in its delightful grasp and carries us into evening program. There's this awesome sense of expectation that gives camp a fresh spark and sparkle.

It's really fun to meet you. I think we're a lot alike.

Hmmm....this girl is really going to be fun to know.

Evening program was such fun. Mixer games made friends out of everyone, especially those games that got the kids talking about themselves. Introductions are never easy. However, when there's only a minute or two to talk to tell someone who you are and what you are about, you talk fast, and talk they did. Jabber, jabber, jabber. I flashed photos galore.

You have a horse? Wow! Are you lucky!

I hope we can be friends.

First game. There were two circles, one larger than the other. The inside circle and the outside circle faced each other and moved to their right when time was called. In between, kids talked to kids about themselves. What a happy time!

There were other games as well. Common Ground was played. Everyone stands in a circle on a piece of paper. There is one paper short however so that one person stands is in the middle of the circle. That person says, "You have common ground with me if...." and the sentence is finished in a variety of ways, "...if you like yellow," "...if you listen to rock music," "...if you are from Pennsylvania", and more. Then everyone who likes yellow for example runs to find a different place in the circle while the person in the middle scrambles to a place on the outside of the circle leaving a new person in the middle.

You have common ground with me if you like pizza!

Kids love this game because it's active. At the same time they spontaneously come to know each other in an energetic, humorous way. Try it sometime if you ever have an opportunity to plan a mixer game with a fairly good sized group of people. It successfully breaks down walls even with shy or withdrawn youngsters.

The secret of planning good mixers is to have a variety of games that don't last too long. They moved on to games like follow the leader, and pterodactyl, karate chop and big booty. If you want to know how to play those games, glad to fill you in sometime when you have a free moment.

Karate chop is a big hit.

After games, there was social time at store in the lodge. I could hardly hear myself think. The chatter was phenomenal. No kids were sitting alone. Many were laughing about the evening, sharing talk about horses, and even playing foosball or ping pong. Then it was time to go up the hill and call it a night. I had the feeling there were some tired campers on Sunday. Bedtime came easy. The hills were quiet under the twinkling stars.

Comments welcome.

Horse show Saturdays

2012-07-30T07:05:00.001-04:00

Horse show Saturdays are genuinely interesting at Sprucelands.

I have to take a minute to post a few photos of our first horse show. Some of these photos help riders brag about their accomplishments. They also show parents who were perhaps unable to attend the horse show that their son or daughter did well.

Our horse shows are different from regular competitive shows. Riders are given a questionnaire the day before the show that asks individual riders about what skills they would like judged. For example, if a rider has been working on their posting trot and their canter, they would request those skills be watched in their horse show ride. That means in one class riders may be judged on different skills. Makes for an interesting show and one that is much less competitive.

Amelia earns a blue on Sunny.

Amber placed on big Percheron Jake.

Anna on her horse Mister presented with a big smile.

This approach to the horse show is much more individualized and satisfying. As an addition and included in the judging is a rider's attitude within their regular riding class during their entire camp stay. That attitude affects their connection with their horse as well as their interactions with the instructors, fellow students and barn staff.

Sprucelands emphasis is on much more than skills. Safety is first and foremost. I cannot say enough about the importance of teaching that safety so that everyone knows how to be with horses appropriately and adequately. Besides, if one day a child has their own horse, we want to make certain they have made safety a habit so their reactions with their horse are always well thought out and preserve their personal space.

Griffon rode Sugar and has a sweet ride.

Afterwards, Griffon followed up with full care of Sugar and lots of satisfaction.

Our emphasis additionally encourages a rider's openness to new skills and hard work as well as their willingness to grow and learn. It inspires good feelings between horse and rider as well as between everyone at the barn. It erases the tension that exists in some riding programs and motivates campers to learn what initiative is all about. When there is a pile of manure in the parking lot, who is going to take the initiative to clean that up?

Horse shows at Sprucelands inspire a great deal of pride, not only in a job well done on that day but also in the people and horse skills that have been practiced over time. I love mingling and talking to parents. Sometimes they register surprise that I am not more involved in supervising what is happening.

Fact is because your children learn well, they don't need me hovering. I take photos. I talk with you and our horse show days are good. Before you know it, you will be here for the very last horse show of my camp directorship, and then we will go out to lunch together. We will have much to celebrate.

Comments welcome.

First trail pace 2012

2012-07-30T06:32:00.002-04:00

Riders set out on the trail pace two at a time.

Sprucelands every summer runs a trail pace. It is usually on the between Saturday of a session. Our first trail pace came off without a hitch. The weather was awesome. Sunshine. Blue sky. Cool temperatures.

What is a trail pace? Riders are matched and go out on the trail in pairs. That sounds simple. The process for setting up the trail pace challenges me sometimes because I must rise at an early hour and then walk the trail, tying surveyor's tape on tree branches and bushes to mark the trail. Our paired riders follow that bright colored surveyor's tape to find their way.

Returning riders must go to a check-in spot to end their official timing.

Horses are cooled and wiped down after their trail ride adventure.

When each pair of riders leaves the barn, they check out with our riding team and a stop watch begins. The team is timed. Now the riding instructor team not only notes the actual time it takes for a team to ride their trail, they also ask the team for a 'guesstimate' of their ride. Like how long does the team think it will take to ride the trail. Note of that is made as well.

There are two winners of the trail pace. Top winner recognition goes to the team who rides closest to the average of all pairs. That way no team is racing to finish first. Everyone takes their time. All team times are added together and the one with the time closest to the average places. In addition, the team that places closest to their guessed time is a winner. Of course, we pick the top three pairs in each category. Makes for a fun time.

Waiting riders often give me photo ops that are priceless.

I like the cooperation of the trail pace. In the barn parking lot, riders mount their horses. Tack is checked to make sure it is snug and fit correctly. Fly spray is applied. Encouragement is given to riders. Horses are patted, and then the ride begins. To watch the process and realize that the whole event is organized and orchestrated by campers, CITs and Counselors is outstanding. I am so proud of this operation. The leadership that happens from young people taking on responsibility together makes me proud.

Saturday evening there is a barn dance. This particular Saturday we had some challenges Saturday evening that put the barn dance into another evening. No problem. The kids mixed the barn dance with a game of Sardines which is another kind of adventure.

Something about dancing at the barn is very freeing.

Let's all do the chicken dance!

There were periods of dancing in ring #1 mixed with finding a pair of kids that had hidden somewhere around the barn. When other kids found the pair, they were required to hide with them until most of the camp was hidden. Object: everyone is supposed to be found. If the pair of kids hides behind the barn for example and everyone gradually joins them, the place gets quieter and quieter until the last of the roving campers figure out where the whole ground ends up hidden like sardines. It's great fun.

The trail pace for our second session did not happen on Saturday because we had a horrific storm. With lots and lots of heavy, heavy rain and flooding once again at the lake. Upside of the storm was that we got some much needed rain. It was wonderful. Downside of the storm was that we lost our dam again. So currently we have a mud hole, something that never ever happened during a camp season in all my 33 years.

Today is Monday of our second session's second week. Because all those surveyor tape markers were strung during that rain storm last Saturday, we will have the trail pace today. It should be fun for all.

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Talent Show July 8-21 Session 2012

2012-07-26T12:16:00.001-04:00

July 8-21 Session ~ Sprucelands Camp

Our first official session of the 2012 Tribute to Sprucelands summer was wonderful. We had a great spirit, shared enthusiasm for each other and loved the horses and riding. On Thursday of our second week, a talent show captured everyone's fancy. I can't go further on the blog without sharing a few photos that were simply priceless.

I was impressed that we balanced this talent show with individual talent and cabin skits that were innovative. What made this show fun was not having lots of repeat performances. Everyone's reactions to the clever presentations was fresh and new.

Anna and Tsz on flute...it was beautiful.

Griffon on the piano. He was so proud.

Sprucelands encourages talent. Sprucelands encourages campers and staff to stand up in front of the whole group and put their talent 'out there'. Anna and Tsz played flute. My goodness, it was lovely. The entire audience held their breath until the end. I was impressed that the room was totally silent. Then applause erupted and the girls obviously were proud of their sharing. Griffon also performed on the piano with no music. He played with his heart. We all felt his pride in a job well done.

Tarrah's dance touched us all.

Tarrah danced one of her expressive dances. She always impresses us with her ability to move us emotionally. I've loved watching her skills mature over the years. Thank you, Tarrah, for including us in your creative process.

The skits were too complicated to explain. I will say however that they were original and funny. We had girls imitating our cook AnnMarie by adding ingredients to a cooking pot and then sampling its taste or smelling its aromas. At the end of the skit, it turned out there were dirty socks getting stirred in the pot. Everyone roared when the dirty socks were held in the air.

Taste this. Do we need to add anything?

Sing your heart out Katie, Jane and Kristen!

Sarah, Hailey, Ally and Hannah made us all laugh.

Our barn staff did some silly singing, obviously having a great time. And Thunder's Cabin put on a skit with rhyming dialogue. The costumes were awesome. Sarah, Ally and Hannah were spontaneously silly, and Hailey was flat out funny. Of course, the boys did their own rendition of spontaneous and funny, ending up with Mark having water poured on him. Long live the boys!

There is nothing quite like a Sprucelands talent show. I have memories from years past when airbands were popular. I've had staff members play the spoons and sing solos. Campers and staff have dressed up to entertain us with home grown dialogues, and lip sync popular songs. The list is endless, with variety evolving as new personalities bring an original spark to our spirit. Can hardly wait until this session's talent show. Wonder what fresh ideas will be generated. They certainly have lots of enthusiasm.

Comments welcome anytime.

The Lake is back!

2012-07-25T09:49:00.001-04:00

Feels soooo good to see water in the lake again.

Just wanted to take a minute first of all to update you on the fact that our lake is back. About midweek last week, Stacey tried one more thing to fix the dam and it worked. Hallelujah!

That of course meant that the streams needed to fill the lake. It has taken a while because while the streams continue to run, they are very slow. There is quite a drought in the area, as there is everywhere in the country this summer. And when there are storms, they seem to water areas on our perimeter. I am hoping with the newest forecast that we just might feel some rain on our faces.

Independence, cooperation, and fun.

Of course what I hope to avoid is another flood that damages the dam. I'm all about balance. Nature needs to heed that advice a bit, balancing sun with rain and wind. Wish it was that easy!!! Fact is that the kids have enjoyed some time in the canoes and kyaks.

They love getting on the water. There is something freeing about paddling your own canoe. That is truly what growing up is all about. With independence, they learn to paddle their own canoe. Lots of independence here at camp. Sprucelands has prided herself on giving kids responsibility and then watching them grow. It's pretty amazing. Many of our campers find themselves here and then tackle their world with new confidence.

Confidence, connection and fun!

2012-07-17T07:15:00.000-04:00

Katie on Lacey seriously concentrates on her lesson.

Riding at Sprucelands is the highlight of our program. It is our specialty so to speak as we build confidence in riders and work on their skills in the saddle.

Some will research Sprucelands ahead of time, asking how much and how high we jump because they love jumping. My answer is always that we teach jumping, dressage and trails across their stay to give them a combined approach to riding. We find riders become more grounded in their saddle by using their skills in all different situations. And as far as jumping is concerned it is more about control than height.

That's Hailey on Sugar.

Another point I make is that we meet a rider at their level. We do not make them start all over every summer with the basics and move forward from there. Each rider is evaluated on Sunday when they come in to camp - and for three days afterwards - to make certain they are in the right riding class and on the best horse for them. Our riding staff is very careful about the correct match because Sprucelands has a keen eye for safety.

There is a group of horses that stays at Sprucelands over the winter. Those horses are used for clinics, lessons and trail rides. They get lots of tender loving care while they also hang out in the herd as horse buddies together. Because they are handled often, they are our core of reliable, safe horses.

Christopher and Lakota. Lakota seems quite taken by the camera.

In the summertime we are fortunate to welcome horses from the local community as extras to expand our line of school horses. Those horses are often here for training and hours in the saddle, giving their owners a bit of a break while the Sprucelands riders work them on trails and in the ring.

Lakota is one of those horses. He has become a project for several riders. It is both exciting and fun because now Lakota is cantering and jumping like a pro. I particularly like watching the bond the kids build with their horses. For years I have said our Sprucelands experience is all about connection. It's beautiful to watch.

The Sprucelands Pony Express: Jane, Katie, Kristen and Julie Morgan.

Kristen on Marea is delivering mail with a smile.

Katie is riding Buddy, Jane is on Lakota, and Julie is on Doc.

We also have fun on horseback. Of course, many of the kids would say it's all fun, especially on days when they have a really positive ride. Well, this week our riding staff demonstrated a great ride when they created the Sprucelands Pony Express to deliver camper/staff mail at rest hour. I don't know if there is another camp in the country that has the Pony Express highlight their day.

Off to Boys Hill...are you ready?

The Pony Express started here years ago when Liz Jones was on the staff. I remember her riding a horse named Midnight and smiling from ear to ear with the impishness of their spontaneous fun. Today Liz would be thrilled to know that the Pony Express lives on. Perhaps she and Midnight continue to ride with them, certainly in spirit.

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Wednesday's start to finish

2012-07-13T17:02:00.002-04:00

Pretty morning on the way down the hill.

Good morning to you! Good morning to you!

Wednesday morning I walked down the hill to breakfast at the Lodge. Campers and staff had collected on the bench outside, many looking a tad rough around the edges in their pjs, sweats, and uncombed hair. I could hear a few moans and complaints about being sore from riding and it made me smile. Those first days of riding every day challenges unused muscles. Definitely it’s a process of getting in shape.

A bit later I spent time at the barn. I love roving around to see what the different classes are doing. Often they are in full swing. Sometimes the class is ending or just starting. The interactions between students and instructors are interesting to hear as many are looking for ways to improve their skills. Equally, it’s peaceful to watch riders and horses in a quiet moment as they respect each other’s space and take time to connect.

Connection is key to a safe ride.

I love the busy-ness at the barn. Riding lessons ending and beginning.

That's Doc, Julie Morgan's horse, and Katie.

Then there’s the silly stuff. Katie is holding Doc for a rider. Quickly, she makes it fun and interesting. So when I call her name, she strikes a pose and exclaims, "hi there"!. Katie is our barn manager and, by the way, she is doing a positively wonderful job. Horses and kids love Katie. She's a gem.

Later in the afternoon I taught a riding lesson. Anna, Rose and Amber rode well in their class. All three of them have made such great strides – pardon the pun – in their lessons. Anna rides a gaited horse named Mister. Her balance improves with each ride as does her overall equitation and confidence.

Anna is genuinely pleased with her rides on Mister.

Rose has been riding Sunrise. She never misses a diagonal during her posting trot; and Amber is getting stronger as she rides a big black percheron named Jake. He’s quite a guy, actually a gentle giant with personality.

Sunrise and Rose are doing well together.

Amber and Jake are figuring out who is boss.

I did run a few errands. One was over to the tack shop to pick up a few essentials; that included new halters for the horses. Because spontaneity is rampant at Sprucelands, some of the staff and campers grabbed halters to make me a picture. They are such characters, full of genuine fun. When there’s a call for a photo, they are definitely camera ready.

Only at Sprucelands!

How do you like those pink halters? I got a deal on them. Actually, we’ll use them with horses that lose their halters frequently. Then we can recover them easily in the pasture. Don’t know why I didn’t think of that a long time ago!

Wednesday night’s evening program was drama games. Hard to take photos of the drama because figuring out what is going on in a photo is quite complex. So I ended my photos for Wednesday with the halters and called it a day. Hope you're having fun following the events of our week together.

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This was Tuesday!

2012-07-12T21:01:00.000-04:00

Let's play Hit the Deck!

Up periscope!

At Orientation on Thursday and Friday prior to camp’s start, I explained to the staff and CITs (counselors in training) that they could select any evening programs they so desired as long as it was a team choice and they were willing to make those programs the best ever. Listening to them make their plans was educational and fun. They wanted to do this program or that program for one last time.

Hey! You are no lightweight!

Tuesday evening the program was Hit the Deck. Now that is one of those treasured evenings of fun that everyone seems to enjoy. They literally throw themselves into it and come up with combined cheers and laughs that evolve from deep inside.

This is a game of strength, stamina and teamwork.

We are winners!

It’s all about teamwork. Kids partner up with other kids, accepting the physical challenge of one hopping on top of another as directions of man overboard, jellyfish, hit the deck, and ‘up periscope’ echo across the playing field. The winners reign victorious. It’s quite an honor to survive a round of Hit the Deck.

Man overboard! Jellyfish!

I particularly like watching the CITs take on their leadership roles. They organize the evening, use the horn to call out directions with confidence I might add, and celebrate the winners of each round. Each one of them has come so far, asserting themselves nicely and very able to maneuver a large group. Seasoned CITs are teaching new CITs. It’s really satisfying to see the growth.

Giants!

Oh no! We're dwarfs! Run!

After Hit the Deck, Giants, Wizards and Dwarfs was next on the menu. Lots of group teamwork here, planning strategies to capture team members from the opposite team. Giants are indicated by putting their hands in the air. Of course, if both groups do that, then it’s a retreat for a new strategy. Wizards stretch their arms out toward the other team and they overpower the other team, especially if that team decides to be Dwarfs. Great game for running and getting really tired.

Rock, paper, scissors! Go!

Jane outwitted everyone. Yeah!

Rock, paper, scissors was next on the agenda. That leads to chanting and challenges and cheering galore. The kids quite simply let loose, exploding with an enthusiasm that they carry with them for a long time. It’s wonderful fun.

With the games complete, the whole bunch skipped over to store, arm in arm, and then enjoyed a campfire on the front lawn. There was singing, storytelling, jokes, and hugs before bed. Perfect ending to a relaxed, marvelous day.

Transitioning into camp in 2012

2012-07-10T16:09:00.003-04:00

Fitting new chaps is sometimes a team effort.

Monday was an interesting day of camp all the way around. There was the overall excitement and energy about getting started at the barn that intertwined itself with meeting horses for the first time. Along with that was the challenge of finding tack and then putting it on the horses. Then of course is the added adventure of helping campers get into new chaps and label their riding helmets.

Riding lessons went really well in the morning as well as the afternoon. We had one rider come off her horse which threw our emergency response team into action. While you might exclaim 'oh no' at the fact we lost a rider, stop and hear that the horse and rider were standing perfectly still at the time.

Julie Morgan did used her training to help a horse relax.

Her horse got stung by some horrendous July bug and hopped up from behind, dislodging his rider and giving us all a surprise. You never know. I like to tell the kids you can count on the horses 95% of the time, and then they are a horse with natural responses the other 5%. This was one of those times. Everything turned out okay. Horse had some quiet TLC after the fact. He is over the bite and our rider is sore.

Moved through the day routines into evening program. That was a total blast. These kids have such chemistry with each other. They broke the entire camp up into smaller groups and moved the smaller groups through what they call 'stations'. This is one of those very popular evenings for everyone.

Will the real leader please show thyself to Lia!

Hey...yah!

One group started with a version of follow the leader and graduated to a group form of karate. I liked watching them because every single person was involved. There was spontaneity, humor, concentration, and think-outside-of-the-box solutions for tricking their group members. Gabi Egger is an alumni here to help us out this week. She had as much fun playing last night as anyone.

Another group had fun with Big Booty. Some of the kids got so frustrated and silly with trying to juggle the rhythm while remembering their number in the game. Hunter is our male counselor this summer. He was so much fun with the kids. They ended up about rolling on the ground with laughter.

You are number 8, Hunter. That's number 8. Remember?

Big booty, big booty, big booty!

The game Pterodactyl was played as a favorite. AnnMarie our cook loves that game. She pretends she is a kid named Melody or Melony, I can't remember which, and then wins every time. The kids of course get into it with her and once again I see happy faces. She is so good-natured with our campers and staff. I love watching them together.

In the lodge the newspaper game nurtured the slightly competitive spirit. A table was placed in the center of the circle and one person walked around the inside of the circle with a rolled newspaper, tapping a group member on the knee, and then dropping the paper on the table before the group member lunged forward to grab the paper and swat the person trying to get their chair. I even jumped into that game.

Hair braiding trains during our social hour.

Even Hannah got the treatment. French braid anyone?

After an hour of fun and closing circle, we enjoyed social time and store in the lodge. Lots of talking about the day and interactive fun. Campers and staff alike shared conversations about how the day had gone. There were ping pong games and foosball, finger licking snacks to enjoy, and giggles about silly stuff that only campers can explain.

All around the day ended as one of those where we once again connect with each other. Mealtimes were enjoyable with yummy food. AnnMarie's pizza thrilled us all. Boy does her pizza ever hit the spot! There was singing and sharing our ritual camp clap to applaud the outcome of the day. Just basic general genuine good times. What more could we want?

Comments always welcome.

First day of Sprucelands 2012

2012-07-09T12:37:00.001-04:00

The kids are so glad to see each other again.

This summer is unique. Of course I often start out my first blog posts of a camping summer with the statement: "This summer is unique." This one is different though because it is my last summer with our beloved Sprucelands. And so we are calling this summer 'A Tribute to Sprucelands'.

The lodge walls are decorated with photos of years past, all the way back to 1935 when Sprucelands began in Allegheny State Park. Posters hang on the rafters of previous summer themes; a multitude of t-shirts share sayings from years past. Manuals of Spruce Twigs are available for anyone to read our history from 1979-the present. In addition, there is a table with old photo albums from 1935.

Feels so good to have the kids back in the lodge again.

Tossing the kids into the mix brings this place alive. There is singing and laughing, storytelling from years past, and hugs like you wouldn't believe. The kids are so glad to see each other. We are a smaller bunch this year and we're only running from July 8-August 4th. Doesn't seem to matter though. Everyone has jumped in with both feet to make this the best summer of their Sprucelands life.

Camper orientation and singing after supper was fun last night. After interest hour, we gathered for evening program mixer games. That way everyone reaffirmed themselves, sharing their names and common ground.

Jacob did well at remembering names.

Amber recited names while others prepared for their turn.

At the start, we all sat in a large circle. The task at first was to introduce yourself one at a time. For example, Anna would say. "Hi! I'm artistic Anna and I love apples." The next person might say, "I'm jumping Jeremy and I like Jack-o-lanterns." And the next, "I'm silly Susan and I like salamanders."

What made this fun was each person had to go back to the first person - Anna - and then say their name and what they loved. By the time we got to the end of the circle, everyone was in stitches and all names were remembered. I love the fact that now when they see each other, they comment "Oh you're Anna and you love apples!" Only at Sprucelands. Right?

Even Lily got in the mix with the fun. She is so happy everyone is back.

Kisses for the kids!

The next game was fast and furious. We played our Common Ground game. That means everyone had a paper to stand on. There was one less piece of paper than there were people. That meant a person stood in the middle of the circle and said, "You have common ground with me if you are blond." Then all the blonds would run for another spot and hopefully the person in the middle would find a spot, leaving a different camper or staff member to make the next common ground statement.

Ended the evening with our closing circle, swatting hungry camp mosquitoes as we sang. I love hearing those wonderful songs again and enjoy passing the squeeze from one to another. Store was fun. Lots of socializing. And so our Tribute to Sprucelands summer has begun. Stick with us on this blog and you'll feel like you are right here in the excitement. Welcome to Sprucelands where 'anything is possible'.

Clinic Helper Training 2012

2012-04-16T19:18:00.001-04:00

Meet our newest clinic helper group.

I can’t let a lot of time pass before applauding our newest clinic helpers. This last weekend was the 2012 Clinic Helper Training Weekend and it was the best training weekend Sprucelands has ever offered.

Much of the success for this training goes to Alicia and Katie Sciolino. They helped to organize and teach the information and routines for a Girl Scout Clinic, focusing on everything that was important from their unique frame of reference. Consequently, the group absorbed easily all kinds of data about safety, horses, and procedures. And best of all, I felt deep respect for Alicia and Katie and their excellent teaching.

Of course these two girls learned how to be a Clinic Helper from the previous helpers, and those earlier helpers were terrific guides themselves. That speaks well for the Sprucelands Clinic program because it is all about kids teaching kids. Clinic helpers begin as young guys and girls. They mature through the program and then they pass along everything they garnered from their experience to the newest recruits.

Close your eyes. When I count to 3, open them and smile!

So this year, Alicia and Katie took what they learned, seasoned it with their own learning from clinics and camp, and then passed it on to a whole new group. I was amazed with both their maturity and their teaching skills. You girls can feel very proud.

These photos were taken on Saturday morning before two more group members arrived: Ben and Henry. They popped in right after breakfast, bringing their enthusiasm and sense of humor with them, just what we needed to make the day perfect.

Weather and horses cooperated. Our new people had lessons in cooking pancakes and French toast. They all discovered what it means to prepare supper together, clean up, and then thoroughly enjoy clinic helper games. Oh my! The laughter we enjoyed over our old magazine games and Johnny, Johnny, oops, Johnny, Johnny. Remember those?

Lucky and Twiggy decided to check out all our giddy commotion.

Lessons on Sunday morning were great fun. Courtney joined us. She and Indigo had a marvelous ride with the new helpers. Each lesson finished with a mini trail ride. Really nice morning.

All of you seasoned helpers out there will enjoy this new bunch. Hope you can fit a few clinics into your schedule. We have two in May and two in June. I know school gets busy. However, keep in mind, these 2012 spring clinics and those we have in September will be your last chance to make great clinic memories.

Your comments make my day.

April Fool's Day brainstorming session.

2012-04-04T11:44:00.000-04:00

Crossing our fingers that Matt will continue in and out with us.

Every spring the staff gets together for a huge brainstorming session. This year was the same as always. We joined forces last Sunday – April Fools Day – to come up with ideas that might float in a Sprucelands Tribute Summer.

Of course when I realized it was April Fools Day, I wondered what surprises might be in store. Some of you ‘out there’ might make funny comments about us gathering on fool’s day. You all know we have a pretty terrific sense of humor. And when you get us all in the same room, there is lots of laughter guaranteed, especially as we get excited about the upcoming summer.

I will say we came out of the day with shared ideas that were solid, sound and innovative. We enjoy the fun of a Time Machine Theme this summer. With that approach to our sessions, we can jump from place to place, event to event, even join the Olympics for a day or two. You should hear Sue Mommy already! She is on fire with daytime and evening program ideas; and you know she loves decorating the camp lodge.

Katie is running the barn.

We are planning barn dances again, possibly a sock hop along with special Wednesday events, talent shows and trail paces. In fact, Tarrah is planning on helping us out with weekend fun. I have a sneaky suspicion she has some tricks up her sleeve.

AnnMarie is head honcho in the kitchen so you know we will eat well. The Vanderwaters will be in and out all summer sharing their artsy side and science knowledge. Hannah Lindsley and Mark Umansky are returning. And so it goes. Even alumni like Caitlin Gager and Raven is returning to help Katie in the barn and instructors in the riding program.

Hannah will have even more talent show skits.

A number of our discussed ideas will require your help and our coordination. For example: we would like to have a photo gallery of pictures old and new on the cork board in the lodge. That means photos that cover the past 33 years. I guarantee it will be pretty phenomenal, especially if you select your best pictures and send us copies for display.

Also we are thinking about compiling your thoughts in a scrapbook or two that we will put together on this end. It will give you an opportunity to write about how Sprucelands made or makes a difference to you and how you share the Sprucelands spirit with others.

Each one of you is invited to fill a page in the 12” x 12” scrapbook. Design your own page and send it to us, or send us what you want on your page and we will design it for you. More details about this will follow. Right now I am simply sparking you to start thinking about what you want us to include.

The Nart Room will be just as busy as ever - coolest place in camp.

I am hoping alumni from past and present will participate. Many of you have shared your thoughts and feelings over email. They are priceless and treasured. Now let’s pull them together with a photo or two to create a shared memory.

So our April Fool’s Day planning retreat enabled staff silliness and creativity. In fact, I cannot say enough about our quality staff. They are dedicated, spontaneous, full of fun, and great friends. They know that they are here for you kids, and they love being a kid themselves. I do hope you will join in the fun of another Sprucelands summer experience. Send in your registrations. We want you all – old and new - to be part of this phenomenal adventure.

Comments welcome always.

Once upon a time there was Boomer...

2012-03-30T18:28:00.000-04:00

Boomer absolutely LOVED his drill team days.

Let me tell you a story about a big guy named Boomer.

Once upon a time, Eileen and Alison – our head riding instructor for nearly 30 years – went for a trail ride in East Aurora, New York. Over 50-100 horses and their riders gathered at the Knox Estate and then departed for an adventure across beautiful land with breathtaking views.

Eileen was riding a horse named Gnesenaux at the time. He was a dark bay with white socks and a white star. At some point in his early days, he had raced and so he thought he should be at the front of the pack. Eileen had her hands full. He was not a good follower.

Boomer was always sooo excited that he got to jump.

Then Eileen and Alison met a very kind man who was riding a good sized horse, and the man said, “Get behind me. We will help you out. My horse doesn’t do anything wrong.”

So the remainder of that ride was awesome. Eileen and Alison made new friends. The man shared that he and his wife had bought their horse the day before the trail ride because the man wanted something steady and safe.

“This horse’s name is Boomer,” said the man. “He is three years old. Meet my friend Boomer.”

It was a big deal to graduate onto Boomer. He was fun to ride.

After a long conversation, Eileen and Alison parted ways with the man, his wife and Boomer. Eileen made sure the man knew Sprucelands would buy Boomer if he ever decided to sell him.

A year later, the man’s wife called Eileen to say that Boomer was for sale. This lovely lady explained that her husband had died. She remembered Eileen and Alison from the trail ride. So as a four year old, Boomer came to Sprucelands.

There are Boomer adventures Eileen and Alison can tell you. How long do you have? One thing they discovered early on for example was that he knew how to open his stall door. They also learned that he knew how to open all the doors at the barn. That meant there were days when Boomer let other horses out and together the bunch of them dismantled hay piles in the barn aisles.

Boomer knew how to empower his riders.

Often on those days, Boomer would get himself into the grain room and feast on bags of grain. More than once he managed to lock himself inside the grain room, making sure the grain was all his.

Fact is: grain was Boomer’s undoing. Too much grain causes a horse to founder. The farrier told Eileen that Boomer had foundered as a very young horse because Boomer’s feet were not good. With special shoes Boomer would be okay to ride. So special shoes it was, expensive special shoes.

Eileen remembers riding Boomer on a trail ride when he was new to Sprucelands. They met a flock of turkeys. Any other horse would have climbed a tree. Not Boomer. Then there was the ride where his butt hit an electric fence. He did a little fast trotting on that ride as you can well imagine.

Some of our riders sincerely loved Boomer. They always will.

Now as the story goes, Boomer carried riders of all riding levels, young and old. He empowered his riders. He gave them confidence. He was a gentleman, big, strong, and secure. Our special needs adults loved Boomer. They hugged him, respectful of his size, and sang songs about being an old cowhand as they rode around the ring.

Boomer gave courage to riders who were learning their canter. Anyone who could canter Boomer knew they had come a long way in their riding. However, one of his quirks was that he would give a hop with one hind leg and kick out if a rider’s canter cue was too firm. Got so everyone expected it and laughed saying, “That’s Boomer!”

Boomer was always first in line at feeding time.

While all stories have beginnings full of excitement, laughter and love, they also have middles and endings. Boomer’s hips and back gave him trouble increasingly. Last summer he was a companion to horses in the pasture. He was no longer a lesson horse. Into the fall, he dropped his special shoes and could no longer wear them.

Readers of the story can probably tell where this story is going. Boomer and Eileen have been talking every weekend since camp ended last summer about needing to say goodbye to each other and camp. They shared memories, reminisced about camp events and good friends. He bragged about his days on the drill team. Of course, Eileen moaned every time Boomer filled another water bucket with manure, but as the story goes, that’s Boomer!

Last summer, Boomer was a companion and still leader of his herd.

Once upon a time, there was a gentle giant named Boomer. He was top of the herd, good friend to horses and people. He was an inspiration, a respite for those who needed an escape from the world ‘out there’, and he was a down home good guy.

Boomer’s story ended today, March 30, 2012. On his own, he made the decision to leave Sprucelands, sparing Eileen from having to make the decision for him. He rests in the dressage pasture with his buddy Kokomo. They are both at peace.

Eileen adds that if you want to tell your stories about Boomer, go to “Kokomo’s Very Own Page” on facebook and share them there. She thinks that is only fitting because Kokomo is just itching to be included again. He wants to be involved in paying tribute to Boomer.

Moving forward toward the summer!

2012-03-27T17:39:00.000-04:00

Guess what's happening this summer!

It is time to get everyone updated, and encourage you to be excited about the summer. The staff is coming here for a planning meeting on Sunday, April 1^st. I’m sure they will have me laughing in no time what with all the good humor they bring with them.

We are brainstorming ideas for our ‘tribute summer’. Going with our time capsule theme, I can imagine that we will be traveling from place to place, event to event and year to year. Why not? Could be great fun.

Meanwhile, Danny has arrived at camp to socialize with all his buddies. He’s doing just fine, a little spunky actually, and yet fitting right in with our young buck, Cody. You should see the two of them prance and gallop around the pasture, on their tiptoes no less.

Yup! That's Danny. He'll soon be laughing with you.

More beech trees are being cut down in the lower girls village. I like what I see. Pine trees are reaching for the sky now along with cherry and maple. Maybe Sprucelands will actually look like Sprucelands with more evergreens. Those big old beech trees were stealing all the sunlight. I think you will be pleasantly surprised when you see how things look.

There are two scout clinics in May, the weekend of the 4^th and the 18^th. Two clinics are scheduled for June: June 1-3 and 8-10.

On top of those clinics we are planning two fundraisers. One on the 12^th of May from 6-8 and another on June 16^th. The fundraiser in May will be a Zumba Party. The fundraiser on June 16^th is going to have a DJ providing music for all kinds of line dances. Both activities will be in the indoor arena and there will be a Chinese Auction and refreshments available. So if you have donations for the Chinese Auction, let us know. We are raising funds to fix our dam.

Julie Morgan is coming back. She will be one of our nurses.

I want also to share that our riding program this summer will be awesome. We have instructors coming to teach you that were campers years ago and have made their way big time in the horse world. You will be learning from what we call the Sprucelands Masters. Many have joined equestrian teams in college and done well. Others own their own horses and ride competitively in all kinds of horsemanship orientations. Everyone is coming to pay tribute to Sprucelands. It feels really good.

We can offer some Western lessons this summer. Our barn manager, Caitlin, rides Western and so does Jessica. Jessica has a horse here named Poe. He a solid, honest horse that is available for riding during the summer. I think you will like him.

Some of you are curious about Boomer, Lucky and Scribbles. I am having a hard time parting with them. They are still here. I love them so. They have been such good friends.

That's Georgia and Katie on a trail pace day. Can't wait for trail pace Saturdays.

Katie Krempholtz is returning to run the barn. We are going to make sure it’s stress free for her this summer. Tarrah will be in and out to help with instructing and organization. Jane Braun is returning as one of our instructors. I know she will give you her best ever. And guess what? AnneMarie is returning to head up our kitchen in cooperation with our hill parents. You know we will eat well.

So it goes. I can tell you lots more after Sunday's meeting. Meanwhile, please send in your registrations so we can assess how many staff we will need and how many horses. Even though we are doing that middle four weeks, I still need to know how to plan. Staff and horse owners need to know ahead of time so they can insert Sprucelands into their summer schedule. I need to know so I can look forward to your coming.

Comments always welcome, especially if you share our enthusiasm.

You are my dream come true.

2012-03-14T17:34:00.003-04:00

Sprucelands is a positive experience for campers new and old.

This post is not meant to discourage new campers or depress old ones. It is meant to share a life lesson because that's what we do at Sprucelands. We share those lessons, gain perspectives, and come to understand each other. We all grow up one day and with that growing there is - as my mother continuously remind me - nothing so sure as change.

This post also lets you know that I am okay. I love to laugh and play and be a kid with the best of you. I plan to have the best summer of my life, and I pray you will join me. Now make a cup of tea or pop open a can of soda because I want to share me with you. Here goes.

Grief comes in different packages. It can sneak up and grab us just when we think everything is going well. Sometimes it confronts us head on, boldly, and our world stops spinning because loss is painful and we fight letting go. I’ve discovered another kind of grief. It is ongoing, revisiting us over and over again, and each time taking away a little of our heart.

You help me and all of camp see the bright side. I love having you in my life.

Working through grief is basically the same for us all. We bargain first, try to make a deal. We say things like, “Let’s try this first,” or “Work with me just one more year.” And then there’s, “If I write a book or make greeting cards or work a little harder, then maybe things will get better.”

After bargaining, we get angry because we don’t want to lose. Hopelessness can swallow us when we realize there are no more options. Often dear friends and family catch our anger even as we don’t mean to hurt them. We feel down and helpless. It’s as if our genuine, real self has gone into hiding.

Then sadness takes over. We weep. We find ourselves paralyzed, almost unable to move through the day, depressed and withdrawn. Sometimes we wonder if it’s possible to cry so much. It truly feels our heart will break. You've been there at some point. I'm sure. I've experienced that deep sadness when I lost my first horse, and then my dog Babe.

Eventually we grow into accepting our loss and move forward, looking toward new challenges, different horses, and fresh adventure. Such growth – and it is growth - is harder than I have ever known. The problem is that acceptance of loss can be a long time coming.

Fella was an all time gem.

In all my years at Sprucelands I have experienced the kind of grief that grabs me when I think things are going well. The plow truck needs a new transmission in January, the generator refuses to start, or the weather is too heavy for the dam so the dam breaks. It feels huge and overwhelming. You have all had those things happen to a lesser degree. Maybe you lose your cell phone or your computer gets a virus. You think hard about solutions and sometimes they work. Sometimes they don't.

Losing these two guys was really rough...for everyone.

Last winter, grief confronted me head on and I was personally challenged. I said two goodbyes to very dear friends and co-teachers. One was Fella. The other was Kokomo. I bargained nearly a year to keep Fella going until he and I both accepted that a decision needed to be made. It was painful because we were such good buddies.

Then there was Kokomo, my precious Kokomo, a link to campers past and present. From February until April, we cheered him on until he made us accept that his spirit could no longer keep his body alive. He left us his love and bidding us ‘thanks’ said ‘goodbye’.

I don't know if you realize that I know grief at the end of every camp season. You campers and staff return to your homes ‘out there’. I know we’ve had a great time. We are kids together, sharing horses, friendships, campfires, evening programs, silly songs, Whacky Wednesdays, riding lessons and trail rides up boys hill and down the air strip. Then you go home and I walk around camp weeping like a long lost puppy. It takes me until January to manage my loneliness so that I am ready for a new season. I get too attached to you. I invest in you. I think of you as my summer family.

Facing reality means making this summer the absolute best!

So here is my new reality. The economy has won. I cannot change circumstances. I’ve been with Sprucelands 33 wonderful years. After 4-5 years of bargaining, anger, and deep sadness, I’ve come to accept that my fantastic dream has come true. You make it so, and I am eternally grateful. Now I accept that change is inevitable. I must discover a fresh dream, perhaps pursuing my photography.

Sprucelands is officially on the market. I tell you this because I am hoping and praying your family or perhaps Sprucelands alumni will step up to give her new life so that she might continue to build confidence and leadership skills in the lives of horse loving young people.

What does that mean for this summer? I am currently looking to run camp for the middle four weeks. That would be session 2 and 3. During the first session and the last, there will be riding lessons, trail rides, Saturday night barn dances (fundraisers), and unique options for a small group of you to work intensely on your riding skills should you want to do that. If you want to be at camp longer than four weeks, I’m happy to have you. Keep in mind: those spaces are limited.

Let's celebrate each other! Make new friends...

laugh until our sides hurt...

ride with heart...

and play till we drop!

I would like this to be a tribute summer. I invite any of you who want to savor our camp spirit to join us. I encourage new campers to discover the Sprucelands experience because it’s an experience of a lifetime. Come feel our spirit. Join our summer family. You will be glad you did! Nowhere in the world is there a camp as genuine as our beloved Sprucelands. Share hugs and riding, friendships and memories while accepting each other for the persons we are.

Because there are only four weeks of spaces, please get registrations in soon. Grab a spot for you! We want you here. Bring your sense of humor along with your willingness to practice riding skills and love horses. Let’s have a smash, bang, knee-slapping whopper of a finale summer with enough fun, laughter and love to fill our hearts happily ever after.

Comments welcome.

Scribbles and February are both doing well.

2012-02-09T20:21:00.001-05:00

Can you believe this is February?

February has been an awesome weather month. I actually think we could have done a clinic every weekend. That's the kind of month it has been. Temperatures in the 40's and 50's. Sunshine that would of course make the ground hog see his or her shadow day after day, and that could mean major nasty weather ahead as we face six more weeks of winter.

I must confess we had a February much like this years ago. It was the year we bulldozed and then constructed the round ring. Temperatures for most of that February were 75 degrees, even warmer than this year. In our shirt sleeves, we sweat as we moved debris out of the ring area. In many ways that weather was a gift because it enabled the completion of that arena in a month that usually buries us in snow.

The down side of the weather that year was the snowstorm we had at the end of March. There was so much snow dumped on us that it was over the top board of our fencing. As I recall, there was nearly three feet of heavy, hard-packed snow. It took three hours to plow from the lodge parking lot to the corner of ring #1.

Hey there, hi there! I'm starting to work again.

Back then we plowed with a tractor that had what I used to call a chimney plow. We backed up and blew the snow away, but this time around it was nearly impossible to carve a path to the barn. Guess I sound like my mom. Those were the days.

Well, we are taking advantage of this good weather. Last weekend, Katie sat on Scribbles for the first time since Scribbles came back last June. Scribbles has had extensive chiropractor work and thanks to the sponsorship of Madeline and her family, we are happy to report that Scribbles is making progress.

Katie walked Scribbles in both directions. Scribbles was receptive to the weight and moved without difficulty. She did not look off at the walk in either direction. Her manners were impeccable. She seemed happy to be ridden again.

So Katie has a new project. It is called Scribbles.

We have watched Scribbles in the rings and in the pasture with the other horses. Gradually, we notice she is starting to chase after the other horses which is actually a good sign. She's rediscovering her spunk. Often she comes into the barn at a trot, acting like Miss Prissy from the pickle patch, ready to show off her new found energy. That's when I decided it was time to put her into light work.

I am holding out hope for her recovery. We have a vet in the area who does acupuncture and I may have that vet come in to see if she can loosen Scribbles's hips up enough so that the chiropractor might be able to do more. All we can do is try out the different options and hope for a miracle.

So February is what it is and Scribbles is what she is. I know our barn manager is loving the fact she does not have to battle snow and ice daily. I love that driving is easy, and in addition, I am getting my windows washed. In February! I am washing my windows! Wow! That is some kind of gift.

Hope the weather is good wherever you are. Remember this is the time to plan for the summer. Take a minute in your ever busy life to get those registrations in so I know how to plan horses, staff, and food. There is so much to do and so little time.

Horse talk really could be fun.

2012-01-31T15:59:00.002-05:00

Just dropping in on a conversation amongst the girls.

"So there's not a lot of news," says Sunrise. "Just tryin' to figure out ways to keep that new girl from moving in on things. I really like being in charge here. Besides, she's so darn pretty. Doesn't seem right that a pony should get all them good looks. Just look at her. Such a brunette she is!"

"What's her name," munches Scribbles.

"Misty," says Poco. "Doesn't look very Misty to me though, not like the fog over the pond. Don't they usually name dapple greys Misty?"

"You're so silly Poco. You don't name a horse after fog on the pond," Patti remarks. "I will agree though I don't know quite what to make of Misty," chuckles Patti. "She sure has her act together. Independent. Patient. Observant. She even apologized the other day and moved out of the way so I could munch off her pile of hay."

"That was so rude," said Poco. "You took her pile of hay away from her."

"I think there's something wrong with her. She doesn't eat much hay when she's out here and still stays mighty plump. Just look at her waddle," says Sunrise.

"Who are you to talk about plump!" remarks Poco. "Have you looked in the mirror lately?"

"Girls, girls, girls! Stop your bickering," inserts Bonnie as she pushes her way into the middle of the round bale and flips hay up on top of everyone's head. "Misty is a cutie. She's fitting in. I like how polite she is. Never tries to pick a fight with any of us. She's a keeper alright."

"Besides," comments Honey, "You know at Sprucelands we accept each other for who we are. That's what's classy about this place. I wouldn't want to be anywhere else."

Sunny and Po have no clue what the girls are talking about.

"By the way," shouts Ellie from the other side of ring #3, "How do you like that Po horse? He's a hunk, isn't he? Thinks he's king of the barn he does. I saw him goin' after Boomer and Bugler the other day."

"Nobody goes after Boomer and Bugler," says Thunder.

"Actually, Romeo does sometimes," remarks Shiloh.

"You're kidding!" says Sunrise sarcastically. "I guess I missed seeing that."

"Well, anyway, Po and Sunny seem to be getting along pretty good with Indigo and Stormy. They've been spending a lot of time in ring #2 lately," says Ellie. "I kinda like nuzzling with Po over the fence. He thinks I'm pretty swell."

"Hey," says Poco. "Change the subject, all of you, before you get to fussing with each other. Let's talk about the weather or camp or trail rides."

"I don't think so," says Thunder. "I personally think Toby is my type..."

And so the conversations happen at the barn, all day everyday. In the rings, the pasture, the back paddock, even the barn, our horses chomp and stomp, catching up on the latest in their world. I get such a kick out of watching the dynamics between them. It's funny. I think sometimes we simply need to stop and listen.

Comments always welcome.

Celebrate the Tsz and Shiloh team.

2012-01-30T19:44:00.002-05:00

Tsz and Shiloh are so in love.

Saturday was a pleasant day at the barn. Taught a lesson and was working on stalls when Tsz arrived. Because she passed her driving test, she was very proud of herself. This was the first time she drove to camp on her own and the trip was thankfully successful. So when you write to Tsz on facebook, offer her your congratulations. I know driving independent of parents is a big accomplishment.

What I love about Tsz spending time with her horse Shiloh is how she soothes Shiloh with her quiet voice. They talk together, Tsz encouraging Shiloh to lift a foot or raise her head. I do believe one of Tsz's favorite things in the whole world is to groom Shiloh. When the deed is done, Shiloh has had a spa treatment complete with full body massage and genuine companionship.

These two are teaching each other all kinds of life lessons.

I continued with my stall work while Tsz tacked up and rode Shiloh. They spent over an hour training in the indoor arena and poking around in the parking lot. Not sure if they went on the trail this time or not. I do know it began to snow, sprinkling everything with the hope that perhaps winter was here to hide the mud.

I told Tsz at the start of her Shiloh time that I wanted to take pictures of her for the blog. She has been one of our very regular riders this winter, always bringing joy to the barn and love to Shiloh. So celebrating the two of them seems appropriate.

Tsz, you are too funny!

The photos came out so well. I love how they show Tsz's spontaneous personality highlighted always by giggles and laughter. Perhaps one day these pictures will be treasured photos that speak to Tsz's friendship with dear Shiloh. I know from personal experience that there's nothing quite like that first horse.

After our little photo shoot, Tsz went on her way. I grabbed my camera and walked the Al Capone trail and then crossed the road to the maze. Thought you would be interested in how little snow we really have in January. Last week it rained heavy rains. Saturday the temperature changed so the rain was both easier and prettier to handle in snow form.

Come walk with me.

I share this photo with you. Can you picture where it is in our maze? That trail immediately on the opposite side of the road that eventually takes you over a large log? Thought maybe this picture might contrast with your summer memories when everything is thick with green leaves. Perhaps you're out on a trail pace. Maybe we are wandering through the woods on a trail ride together. There's nothing like it.

Saturday however looked like this. Wouldn't you like to go on a winter walk with me? I would love to have you join me if only on the blog. If winter continues like this, we just might get in a trail ride.

Comments welcome always.

Sprucelands State of the Nation

2012-01-28T06:50:00.003-05:00

This has not been the most interesting winter at Sprucelands. Weather has been pretty flat. We've had 2-4 inches of snow here and there. One weekend it was -5 to -10 degrees. Now it is raining. Flat weather is grey and muddy, hard for the horses believe it or not and yet easier for pushing a wheelbarrow.

Maddie continues to grow in her riding. She loves Honey.

I personally miss camera opportunities with the absence of snow. Winter can be magical for us photographers, and the horses love posing as they frolic in the soft white flakes that usually bury us every year. Not so this year. Not yet. Of course, the weather could be different tomorrow. This is after all Western New York!

I have thoroughly enjoyed my riders during January. They are the sun in my weekend. Often they pop out on Saturday or Sunday, to spend time with their horses or our horses and help me with chores. Tsz, Kalayne, Courtney, Alicia, Katie, Ava and Maddie keep me up.

Courtney and Indigo are working more as partners this winter.

Watching their growth as horse handlers and riders is outright exciting. Besides, the horses love them and indirectly the connection between each girl and horse is genuinely heartfelt. Rider skills have improved. Rider pride has expanded. Makes our winter together meaningful and fun.

As an aside, I'll toss in here that we are officially starting our Sprucelands 4H group the weekend of Feburary 17-19. Not sure whether we'll be together the whole weekend or whether we will do Friday night to Saturday instead. It will definitely be an organizational weekend, deciding on our activities for upcoming months and figuring out how to integrate the 4H expectations with our Sprucelands program. I know we have wanted to add 4H for a long time, hoping to involve more in the community here at camp.

Ava has a new pony named Misty. The two of them are flat-out in love.

More than ever before, this winter has tossed us financial challenges. I shared that challenge with all of you in a previous blog. We have worked so hard to weather the recession these past five years. Now that maybe we are almost over the hump, there just are no reserves. Your response has been life-saving for December and January. The horses and I thank any of you who have lent a hand or made us a gift. You are priceless.

I have to continue my request for your support. Please. Remembering February and March are still down times is vital. Keep your horse support coming, especially if you have not taken a turn at pitching something into the pot. Sponsor a horse for a month. Twiggy, Scribbles, Thunder, and Honey have been sponsored and feel very loved. If anyone else is interested in helping one of our happy steeds, just let me know.

Katie, Yvonne, and Alicia pop in as welcome Saturday or Sunday helpers. Courtney's mom, Tsz's dad, and Kalanyne's mom often help out with chores as well. I am so grateful for their help with stalls and feeding, especially at -5 degrees.

Come for a lesson. That always helps. And send in your registrations for summer. That is major because your $200 gives us operating money. Besides, I need to plan staff and horses for your time at camp. It is a big undertaking to get everything up and running. Nice to get started before the last minute.

So guess with this 'state of the nation' blog post, it's fair to say I'm back to staying in touch after my sabbatical from writing to you. I've news and insights to share. Let me know too what you're up to. I'm on facebook often and have recently found Pinterest. Great ways to stay in touch and keep each other posted on how we are spreading the Sprucelands spirit.

Not ever January can we take a stroll in the woods. This year is different.

Till my next post, I sign off with a hug to you all. Shop Amazon. Use our Planet Green site for buying ink cartridges, and purchase greeting cards through the link on the left of this blog. Every little bit helps.

Remember to recruit friends and family for camp this summer. That's only five months away. And hold this thought: I am so grateful that you are in my life.

Help us out this winter. We need you!

2011-12-20T06:20:00.001-05:00

Sprucelands Christmas/Winter Wish List

Can you help us out during January, February and March?

Sprucelands wintertime cash flow is very slow. It is difficult making ends meet. We horses want the quality Sprucelands program to continue for you and your children. For that to happen we need to stay healthy across the year so we are ready to work in the summertime. Every little bit from you helps purchase what we need.

Please put us on your gift list this Christmas. All us horses and Sprucelands Camp will be eternally grateful. Look at where the money goes. Then you can pick just how you want to help.

Round hay bale $35.00 ~ (We purchase 5 bales or $175/week)...Shavings $80.00/wk ~ (Truckload $650; lasts 2 months)...Square hay bale $ 3.00 ~ (We purchase 50 bales or $150/week)...Senior Feed $17.00/bag ~ (Use 2 bags or $34/week)...Minerals $55.00 ~ (5 bags last 2 months)...Grain $20.00/bag (Purchased by the ton)...Soy $20.00 ~ (1 bag lasts 2-3 weeks)...Salt $ 8.80 ~ (1 bag lasts 2-3 weeks)...Farrier $55.00 (Basic trim and reset)...Farrier $20.00 (Simple trim, no shoes)...Sponsor a horse $30.00/month

In addition to any of the above, consider sponsoring a camper or sending in your own camp registration for the 2012 summer season. If you need a Sprucelands summer camp application, simply click here.

Gift certificates are available for riding lessons or toward summer camp. Contact Sprucelands with your payment and the gift certificates will be mailed immediately.

We hope you will invest in Sprucelands. If you are a person who truly wants to make a difference, then your gifts will do just that. Should you choose to sponsor a horse, then you will get updates on that horse as we go through the upcoming months. Over the winter share the love and connection we feel all spring, summer and fall. There's nothing like it.

Merry Christmas to each and every one of you!

Thanks to each and every member of the Sprucelands family for helping us through this challenging winter.

Send your gift to the following address:

Sprucelands, P.O. Box 54, Java Center, NY 14082

Phone: 585 457 4150 Email: spruceland@gmail.com