{"id":49811,"date":"2011-07-06T12:09:47","date_gmt":"2011-07-06T16:09:47","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/49811\/friday-fling-sings-campfire\/"},"modified":"2011-07-06T12:09:47","modified_gmt":"2011-07-06T16:09:47","slug":"friday-fling-sings-campfire","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/49811\/friday-fling-sings-campfire\/","title":{"rendered":"CHALLENGE PREVIEW: The CPC Friday Fling Sings Around the Campfire!"},"content":{"rendered":"

This is a special preview for the CPC Friday Fling poetry challenge. \u00a0Poems should be posted there when the challenge opens Thursday at 9 PM EDT.<\/em><\/strong><\/font><\/p>\n

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Friday Fling #136 July 8th 2011<\/strong><\/font><\/p>\n

Now that we are past the signature “midsummer” celebration on the Fourth of July (even though it really comes less than two weeks after the official START of Summer), it’s all downhill from here. Right to the campground, or for many kids, summer camp!<\/strong><\/font><\/p>\n

Are you like me and when you couldn’t afford to have the whole family stay in a motel in an expensive summer resort area, and you loved the outdoors and wanted your kids to learn to love it, you took ’em camping? Oh. Well, I did.<\/strong><\/font><\/p>\n

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For several years in the 1970s our summer campground of choice was Shawme Crowell State Forest on Cape Cod. Nothing like waking up to fresh pine air, then taking a short drive for a day at the beach.<\/strong><\/font><\/p>\n

Or if you are the wife and mother in the family, nothing like waking up to fresh pine air and have to wash dress two small children and yourself and cook your family breakfast on some sort of a grill. Which was, you guessed it, why we eventually stopped going camping. <\/strong><\/font><\/p>\n

Well after that I did take my kids camping myself for several summers, each year to a different campground in a different state. Lots of stories from those, most of which, fortunately I don’t remember.<\/strong><\/font><\/p>\n

No, I’m kidding. It was wonderful to bond with my children, especially since during much of the rest of the year I was busy preparing for all the classes I taught, or improving and maintaining the livabilityof our home.<\/strong><\/font><\/p>\n

Sorry I got so longwinded. But then I would not be me. Anyway, this week we thought you might enjoy being challenged to <\/font>write about summer camping or summer camps past or present. <\/font><\/strong><\/font><\/p>\n

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Cheryl suggests that<\/font> if you need a muse, you could try to find it in a song title from the 1960s folk group Peter, Paul and Mary<\/font>. As you can see in the poster above, they once did a whole record album about singing around a campfire!<\/font><\/strong><\/font><\/p>\n

You can find a vast list of their song titles here: http:\/\/www.peterpaulandmary.com\/music\/songlist.htm<\/font> You could also take inspiration from the lyrics of any of their songs, or do a rewrite or interpretation of one. <\/font><\/strong><\/font><\/p>\n

This week the Friday Fling celebrates summer camps and camping!<\/strong><\/font><\/p>\n

Be sure to save time to read and comment refreshingly on your fellow Pals’ poetic adventures. Then go off to…summer camp? Your favorite campground? A nice motel? Your nice soft bed at home?<\/strong><\/font><\/p>\n

Fickle Finger of Fate Award for July 1st 2011<\/strong><\/font><\/p>\n

Congratulations Diane!<\/strong><\/font><\/p>\n

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