Sharing coffee and hot chocolate on a cold mountain morning.
Sitting around in our chairs telling stories.
Laughing at Grandpapa’s jokes.
Watching Taido fix bikes.
Doing camp dishes in bright tubs.
Reading a book. Playing cards or Settlers of Catan.
Letting the cool breeze from the river blow on my face.
Wondering at how the kids still have energy to play after hiking all day.
Building forts and dams with rocks and sticks.
Noticing how the clouds change as the day goes by.
Makes me wishful for a little fall camping weekend sometime soon!