The light of the evening sun, mirroring off the surface of a lake
The light of a new dawn at camp, glimmering through the trees
The light of the evening program, reflecting in the surrounding forest
The light of the lamps of your “sleeping” friends, shining through the fabric of the tent.
Can you smell it yet, can you taste it, can you feel it? Kajo is clear on the horizon!
Participants’ letters
The third letter to participants 9.7.2022
