Out on the Weekend

We stepped up our camping this year with a karmically broken in by our best friends pop-up. We got it out this weekend and bonded with nature for a full 24 hours. We sat, we ate, we swung, we walked, and watched the ambers go out.



Bugs climbed on her camping chair. Someday she will sit it in along side us and we will be still together. But, not yet.




Shyla is always in her element in the woods. She reads the newspaper and makes us dinner. Or, she cries at the door and goes piphogs crazy.