15 July 2009
we are boyscouts.
camping means squished hammocks and cookie s'mores and digging canals in the dirt and buggy showers and a coldish lake and playground tag and rain and 200 million card games and touch football and novels and wild raspberries on a hike and citronella and bullfrogs and going to sleep with the smell of campfire in your hair. rinse and repeat.
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I am so not a camping fan (too lazy and comfort acclimated) but those pictures make me yearn to go. You're magic, do you know that?
So good to see the grandchildren enjoying the outdoors. Camp fire and tent camping, fun, fun, fun.
I heart your pictures and your trip so much!
Your photos are taking my breath away! So, so lovely.
oh, i love these. but, the tire and feet one....a.w.e.s.o.m.e.
Love the one with the 40 piggies...
I was introduced to skip bo by my in-laws and it is the perfect camping game. Your photography is simply the best I've seen. I've told you before, but have to say it again, you are amazingly talented!!!
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