Truth be told this summer has not only chugged along, but has been fairly barreling down the tracks.  During times like these it is even more important to provide for little pockets of recollection and quiet.  Organized play has it's place.   In this camp week that place has been most of our waking hours.  But the rest of the time there is also a lot of this. 

(and yes, those trains are sporting graffiti.  It's some rough territory they travel through… ; )) 
 
 For a boy who is in near perpetual motion it is especially endearing to see him so still, deep in thought, as he arranges and rearranges.