Tag: tent
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National Poetry Month: Camping
The roofnest opens With the old familiar woosh! Camping has begun. Time to unzip the windows, Air out the memory foam. Turn our attention to the site, Equipment everywhere, Up it goes! Unload the carefully packed Bins, organized by purpose. “I’m ready for s’mores!” I think, But it was out loud. “Me, too!” you exclaim.…
The Journey Inward 