That Old Camp Again

So this morning I returned to that old camp again. As before, there was a very strange mix of signs someone had spent time there and items which were exactly as they had been almost two years ago. A copy of Martha Stewart Living on a side table was new, and I got a kick out of that. 

For the record we also took the tree down today, which always leaves something of a void in the house. I do enjoy the solstice season.