Camp Mary Elizabeth’s Wildflowers

Camp Mary Elizabeth is known for its wildflowers. Well, I don’t know for sure if that’s true, because I bet the average leader in our council would have no clue about this – but they should! But as I stated in the previous blog entry, the fact that it is home to so many types of wildflowers is part of its charm.
The area around CME grew and developed throughout the years, and at this point, CME is an island of woods and nature surrounded by asphalt and concrete. There’s a stream called Holston Creek that flows through it, and unfortunately, a lot of trash that makes it way from the surrounding parking lots ends up on the sides of the stream. Holston Creek turns into Fairforest Creek which eventually grows into the Fairforest River. Here’s the progression to the Atlantic Ocean, in case you’re wondering: Fairforest River → Tyger River → Broad River → Congaree River → Lake Marion then EITHER → Santee River → Atlantic Ocean OR Lake Moultrie → Cooper River → Atlantic Ocean. Yes, I followed it all the way on Google Maps. I’m weird like that, but I was curious. I MEANT to only say that it’s part of either the Tyger or Upper Broad watersheds and stop there. What’s a watershed? I’m glad you asked. Continue reading
For those of you who are not familiar with it, Camp Mary Elizabeth is a Girl Scout camp located in Spartanburg, South Carolina. It’s a neat little camp, and it has its own sweet charm. It’s one out of only two urban Girl Scout camps in the United States. I had my outdoor training there, and it’s where I 
Our service unit held its annual Thinking Day event last month, and this year’s theme was States. I opened up the fifty states to the Juniors and asked them to come up with their top three choices to turn in. California was their number one, and it hadn’t been claimed by another troop. When we got down to business after the break, all five of them claimed they didn’t choose California. I asked which one they picked, and they each named a different state. Good thing I had taken a picture of their list that they had originally written on the whiteboard. I showed them the picture but they still looked at me like they didn’t believe it. I’m not sure what that was all about except maybe their brains rotted out over the break. I had already submitted California as our choice, so we couldn’t have changed it at that point anyway.