Walden 2.0

Kill Me - Why don't you?

We went to the woods because we wish to live deliberately. We wish to front only the essential facts of life: Our Lord, our family, our beloved friends, God's miraculous creation and all of it's splendor. We wish to impart it's lessons onto our children and make sure they know what nature has to teach. But, when we got to the woods, all we found were boardwalks and overlooks and rule signs and thousands and thousands of people. And as long as I live, I swear on my honor, that I will never go to Great Falls on the Maryland side again. So that when we die, we will know without doubt, that we have experienced real life and authentic nature and we will not discover that we have indeed not lived.
                                                      ~Sharon Kieffer Steele, 2012

Scenes from a Roadtrip

Is is wrong to love a bug?  Because I was smitten with this little jumper.

Nevermind the chocolate on the teeth.  After a long hike, nothing soothes the soul like an entire box of moonpies.

Self Portrait Artistes.

Mijas.

The End.

What I'm Thinking About...

Here's what I'm thinking about today: Camping food.  I want to spice up our camping noshes but, as always, I'm afraid that the kids won't go for it.  Here is an article with all kinds of interesting variations:

(Image via Sunset Magazine)

http://www.sunset.com/food-wine/kitchen-assistant/campground-cooking-recipes-00400000043132/page13.html

How about you?  Do you go ghetto or gourmet for your camping trips?

Home Early

I shouldn't be on the computer right now. I should be in the forest with my family on our last campout for the year, and perhaps next year, too. One hour ago, that is exactly where I was. It was glorious. The weather was perfect, crisp and cool. We had a fire blazing and the kids were in the cabin telling funny stories. Picturesque? Charming? Yes. All of those things.


We had to leave when we walked into the cabin and heard Annie coughing and audibly wheezing. Scared us half to death - what is it? Cold? Flu? H1N1? Asthma? We have no idea, but we do have prednisone at the house, so the decision was obvious. We had to leave.

So now I am snug in my bed, watching Noggin with Annie (she seems fine), eating saltine crackers and banging away on the laptop. We'll probably go back to our campsite tomorrow morning and have breakfast and hang out, provided that the prednisone works and the wheezing stops. Want to know a secret? This is how I prefer to "camp" anyway. Eat, play games, roast marshmallows, make a fire - go home to sleep - return in the morning after a shower and eat, hike and play more games. Don't tell Grant or the kids.

In a Cabin in the Woods

Perfect