For with you is the fountain of life; in your light we see light.
Coming up onto camp property always feels like a deep breath of fresh air, a big gulp of cool water. It feels like a fountain of life. (Cue camp song, "river of life.") There's something irrepressible about it. But why? For me, it's bcause on camp property, with my cell phone mercifully not working and with the different rhythms of the day, you have time to notice the light. It's the light of the campfire, a