Vermont’s State Parks opened their doors to the public this past weekend! Ahh, I was looking forward to this weekend forever. Sort of. I was long overdue for some personal time in the forest. For me, it’s pure therapy. I enjoy camping because I can leave technology behind, along with all responsibility. It just feels good to be enclosed by a starry sky, towering birch trees, and the sounds of water running down the stream. I love it all and I need it often. (Did I mention that I hate mummy bags? They are the worst…and I wanted to rip it into shreds the two nights I slept in it. It felt as though someone wrapped me up in rope and I couldn’t move all night, kind of like a mummy! Novel. :::Sigh::: and :::gag::: on mummy bags!) Rick and I packed our bags on Saturday morning and headed to Underhill State Park for a weekend of camping with some of our great friends. The campsite was clean, convenient, and affordable.
I love this snapshot of Rick, as he begins the building of his tripod.







