Camping is a funny thing. It’s so much work, and yet it’s so much fun. We leave our modern conveniences (though bringing what we can – blow dryer, space heater, coffee maker – yeah, we don’t exactly ‘rough it’) and head off to live in the woods. Outside with the crows, the chipmunks, the damp morning fog. Oh but then there’s the beach, the s’mores, the time to do nothing at all. And I really do think we eat better when we’re camping then when we’re at home. But the time to do nothing at all, with no distractions, (except maybe read or watch the fire or go for a walk – but really, nothing) is my favorite part. This place, Deception Pass, Whidbey Island, the Pacific Northwest, makes me happy to live here.
And then there was checking off #28 of my 101 in 1001 list! Sometime around midnight we would walk down to the beach with our blankets, stake a spot on the beach and watch the Perseid meteor shower.
Until next year…when I think we’ll finally rent a beach house instead ;)