A gentle breeze slides over your skin countering the warmth from playing all day under the golden sunshine. Sipping your drink you listen to the soothing sound of waves as they rhythmically roll across the water and wash up against the shore. Before your eyes the magic starts, the clear sky that stretches to the horizon where it meets the water and begins to turn color. First it is a blush of peach then it flares into a brilliant orange, finally it slides gracefully into a deep red as the sun completes its work for another day. You sigh as the spectacle ends and peace covers you like a soft blanket. As the first stars peek out of the dark firmament you realize you are not in the Mediterranean,
but in Pulaski, New York at Rainbow Shores Campsite.