sometimes life gives you signs.
and sometimes those signs are right in front of your face.
and sometimes that are not.
and sometimes they make you stop and go huh??
like this one I found on our recent camping trip. only to look at the swimming opportunity down below.
years ago we decided to go up to Blanco state park and go camping.
like 6 or 7 years ago or so. with tents. and lanterns. and sleeping bags.
and phase ten.
dear lord phase ten.
now they say that i stomped off in a huff during one game. but I think they have got the wrong person.
me. get mad. during a game.
no. never.
well ever since then that story has been told on the annual camping trip that I have yet to be able to redeem myself on. I have always been overseas. well not this year. i was here.
and let me tell you. things have changed.
there are no longer sleeping bags or tents or lanterns.
there are sleeping cots and cabins and potter potties and gas stoves to do the dishes and skillets to make omelets and christmas lights and coffe pots and on and on and on…we looked like the beverly hillbillies pulling in there. mom wanted to hook up the horse trailer to haul everything. seriously.
so before I do a full post on the micheal jackson incident or the emmy fit or the huge fish dad caught from dinner or the smores or how the river was bone dry or the head first crash emmy had on her bike or the snake that stopped mom in her tracks or the 360′s monica and emmy did in the super s shopping cart that was too damn big for a 6 lane highway or how I DIDNT get made and stomp off in phase ten, I will show my obsession with nature and trees and old buildings.
ciao for now…shel
by Shelia
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