(image courtesy Simon Barrow)
We’re going camping. Just the girls and me this time, no man to muscle and direct and do the dirty work. I’m sure I’ve forgotten something crucial and I don’t remember how to put up the tent, but we’ll manage. There will be a clean, cold creek lined with hot rocks and redwood trees exhaling their magic breath. I’ll be like a mother bear, all warm fur and capable teeth and growling maternal instinct.
Most importantly, I remembered the marshmallows.
See you when I get back.
girl in the hat 
have fun and i hope there are no mosquitoes
No mosquitoes! Just a crowd of drunk teenagers. Pesky little buggers.
glad you had a wonderful time and drunk teenagers can be dealt with
I gave them a spanking and a stern talking-to. They minded after that.
🙂 would have loved to have seen that
I don’t even like camping, and you made it sound so nice that I’m a little bit jealous… 🙂 Have fun!
Back now and so exhausted I don’t know why I do it. Perhaps it’s smart to refrain.
Enjoy!
I like the sounds of a cold creek with hot rocks lining it. Enjoy!
It was really beautiful, Wally. Nothing like hot rocks and cold water.
Sounds like a wonderful trip. I wish I had the knowledge and the guts to be the grown-up on a camping expedition. The environs you described sound glorious.
It was great! I put up the tent single-handed and kept them entertained and fed and out of the poison oak. No injuries to report! And now to the giant pile of laundry.
Braver you than me! But nothing can go wrong when you have marshmallows to hand, right?
Seriously. Marshmallows solve almost any problem.
Enjoy, Enjoy Anna 😀
I imagine the course of the trip with the car trunk full of tents, mattresses, sleeping bags …. and thousand things simple, but necessary to the life of campers (girls)!
I am far from your eyes, but really close to your heart to all! Enjoy this intellectual shift to reconnect with the world of nature, taking back with another reality, escape from everyday life and create another one for a while with your girls. Best thoughts to you.
You said it better than I did, Josette! And that’s what summer is for me– an intellectual shift, back to spending every minute with my girls. We love and miss you. xoox
Hmm! Sounds like a great plan! Love it 🙂 Have a blast!
It was fun– and now I can’t get rid of the tenacious smell of campfire.
Hooray!! I’m happy envisioning the three of you sitting grubby and happy with sun-soaked shoulders and toes chilling in the creek.
“Grubby and happy” sums it up nicely. It’s the clean kind of dirty, not the dirty kind.
Looking forward to hearing all about it. Have fun!
Enjoy yourself! Don’t forget your daily bug-spray ablutions!
(also, my favorite camping memory was the sound of a deer galloping right outside our tent)
Thankfully no mosquitoes! We had a raccoon munching. Not quite as picturesque.
We all need to remember to occasionally step off the pavement and onto the earth. It ‘grounds’ us. (sorry for the bad pun; couldn’t resist). But it’s true even if that was a bad pun. Glad you had fun.