Sorry I missed the dij at the Ozark gathering. I was there from the day before seed camp began till two weeks later. Good news is I met my soul-mate there, and we're getting married at regionals. (Its fast, I know, but I'm 30 and she's 28, we've been playing this game long enough to know when we've got a winning hand)
There was a lack of music there, I must admit, and I helped run the other kitchen and we served a lot of meat, but that's the Ozarks for you. One enterprising young brother got tired of our menu and started a vegan kitchen and so that was settled. Big party on the road which was mere seconds walking distance from main circle which none of us were happy with when we arrived for seed camp. In fact, the scouts and focalizers were absent until the gathering begun. we had no idea where there intended main circle or anything to be, so six days into seed camp, some kids got fed up with the lack of main circle and took the initiative. That's how it all worked. When people got tired about bitching something wasn't done, they went and did it. I vented quite a bit about the situation, but finally realized that everyone was still having a great time. Things just happen differently sometimes, and that's just how it is. Many thanks to Medicine Owl for the sweat lodge, and to the Oz kids, and to Highway and Root Digger and shit, forgot the brother's name, but the three of them ran welcome home pretty much all by themselves for over 14 straight days and got a major case of rainbow burnout. Lovin you guys. Thanks to Russelle for the Bungalow Cafe and the drum story of how turtle got the biggest drum.
the day I left, 5 Forest service vehicles passed us going in. What happened? Did they break it up? Anyone know?
chris
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