we're off!

assuming all hobbity glands are back down to a normal size; we're leaving tomorrow for our first campout of the year.

this is where we'll be sleeping all week. in my imagination at any rate. reality; cold mistress that she is; will find us in our trusty little tent. nothing between us & the raccoons bears, but a thin layer of fabric. i do love the zzzzzzip! sound of the tent door though.

whilst i'm away i expect you to be on your best behavior. i'll miss you!!!!! (manlyman said i cannot bring the laptop camping, because he is mean.)

~peace.