Rituals · 6 min read
The Slow Art of Camp Mornings
The lake wakes before the campground. At half past five the loons start, the mist thins over the east shore, and the only sensible thing to do is put the kettle on. Our hosts have kept the same morning round for years: rake last night's fire pit, chalk the day's weather on the store board, and row out to check the swim buoys before anyone else is awake.
You are welcome to join the round — or simply to copy it. Grind beans the night before so dawn only asks hot water of you. Claim an east-facing chair. Watch the light walk down the ridge. By the time the store opens at eight, the day already feels like yours.