Okay, I'm not but my sister WAS a brownie. Not the kind you eat but the Girl Scout kind. That meant yummy Girl Scout cookies each year. Another thing it meant was Trefoil camp. I think Jenny went at least a couple of times to ride horses, make crafts, learn how to sell girl scout cookies, and how to be the best wife (and sister). On my ride Saturday, I rode up South Fork to the end where the ranch is. I love my sister so much and cannot imagine how I would have made it through all of this without her. So this post is for her to remind her of the wonderful memories she had at Trefoil.
5 comments:
I was totally a brownie with your sister! I loved being brownie! Unfortunately I love eating them too!!
This is a very nice post. :-)
Just like the cookies! :)
Nice..very nice!
Hey--I went to horse lover camp too. Does that make me a great sis too?
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