Dumb subject title.  EVERY DAY is paradise at camp.  But, summer is starting to wane and one finds himself counting his blessings on days like this one.  Many boys have approached me in the past few days, all expressing a touch of chagrin over summer having passed so quickly.  Not that they don’t  look forward to family reunions in one week.  Of course they do.  However, there is something magical about that sustained stint far from the nest. You can clearly construe patterns of inner satisfaction from this Saturday potpourri of pix, all taken yesterday.