We went camping again yesterday afternoon. Just can't get enough of this astounding summer sunshine. This time, I made a little tent over the bed of my pickup, Bluebird, and slept there on the super-nice inflatable foam pad my Dad gave me last time I visited in Denver.
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| Bluebird as a gypsy caravan. |
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| The first thing I saw when I woke up this morning. |
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| Well, maybe this was the first thing. Curled up in my down sleeping bag with my cozy dog I stayed toasty even though the night was cool. |
Once the others woke up and coffee and breakfast were over, we took a long walk on the beach.
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| A small lichen or fungus clings tenaciously to a drift log. |
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| O. went through the log... |
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| ...while his mother, K. went over. |
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| A drift log spirit. |
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| Flossy did not want to come home and neither did I but alas, it is a work day tomorrow! |
Hope your week end was as refreshing as camping in Alaska. See you Wednesday!



























































