While we expected the temperatures to drop and the frigid air, that we Kansans know all to well, to make its way to camp… it feels a lot more like March than it does October these days. The winds are blowing in excess of 30 miles per hour, the sun is providing heat, and I wore shorts to work today. SHORTS. Gardell is winterizing buildings – in shorts. Olivia is in the office – in shorts (without a blanket, mind you). Deborah is preparing the winter newsletter – in shorts. Michael is wearing shorts. I am wearing shorts. A great group of volunteers came out to take out the dam – in shorts.
We don’t mind the warmth, although it can make the work to prepare for the winter seemingly less important. The grass is still green, the deciduous trees have their leaves, snakes are basking on the pavement roads, flowers are surviving in full bloom, the monarch butterflies migrated through on a warm day, and sometimes we feel like we should be outside too. Like kids should be swarming the shelter, filling the cabins, and eating in the dining hall. Like Olivia should be staff training, the summer staff working like crazy, and our beloved volunteers arriving and departing in the normal summer camp ebb and flow.
Instead, we work on the winter things – with the preparations for next summer well in hand. Thoughts of Thanksgiving and Christmas gatherings with our families, checking the furnaces and thermostats, and completing all of the tasks that have been pushed off for a while due to the busy season.
Autumn may come and go without us even knowing this year.