|Actually you really need a lot of mental space|
to allow the words to swim around and settle
somewhere pleasant . . .
. . . which is what camping is truly all about!
Saturday, October 27, 2012
And I bet you thought that camping was all fun
and games and just relaxing around the campfire.
Well just look at this photo of me working hard
on a poem for my next collection of poetry called
Friday, October 19, 2012
After many months of indecision
I decided to take Frances with us
on a 2 1/2 hour trip to a campsite
on Lake Wateree.
|Frances fussed and cried for the first 2 hours.|
Once inside the camper,
she hid in a ball behind bed pillows.
|The second day she emerged with|
her best friend pig.
|From there on all was good and she|
was queen of all she saw
and enjoyed a pleasant
uneventful ride home.