Camping is on my mind. We pitched our tent in our office a couple of weeks ago, it became my new favourite place to hide (I like to hide sometimes). Where we buried the bunny is a good place to camp, the Boy used to camp there when he was little and he said he'd take me. There's a river and trees and gigantic slugs bigger than my biggest finger, but the boy says they only come out when it's been raining and we won't go camping until it's dry. I'm choosing to believe him.
. image by ~KIM~