Camp Cross is beautiful in early June. The air is crisp and clear, the bugs aren’t yet frisky and vengeful, the sun is beautiful but not oppressive, and a group like ours has the camp to ourselves.
We did wait a little too late in the day, and had a brisk, but very pleasant, boat ride.
Apparently, I was too busy cooking most of the food to photograph it, but I did get one of the snacks we had Saturday between brunch and dinner.
More on Camp Cross tomorrow.
This was such a fun, peaceful ( til the canoe incident) friendly weekend. I completed 15 scrapbook pages and met lovely people.