Sunday, September 11, 2011

Sometimes we forget...

Jason and I have always enjoyed camping. The first overnight date we had after our son was born was camping at Fort Desoto beach. We have camped in the Florida Keys, In the Smokey Mountains, In the middle of the woods in winter, with an infant, and a toddler, a gassy bulldog, and sometimes all by ourselves. Sometimes we forget that we really love to camp. Sometimes way too much time goes by when we forget that the best times in life are far away from electricity. Back to basics. Whether it is the beach,or the crickets lulling us to sleep, on sand or pointy little pebbles, rain, wind or hot sun, we are always a little closer after a camping trip. And sometimes grateful to be back home when it is over. :) 

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