Naturally.
This weekend we headed down south again after I got off a 10 hr. shift.
We got to Burriston Ponds in Mona at about seven on Sunday night.
We found a hole in the ground, filled it with wood, and started a fire with the first match.
Cause we're independent women and all....
We backed the truck up next to the fire and that's where we slept for the night-under a ceiling of stars.
We talked about the universe and gloried in the beauty of the world, as you do on camping trips.
In the morning we wandered over to the pond and tore up the rope swing.
This was seriously one of my favorite camping trips.
Mona, I will be back.
Is that you in the bikini? Really?! Didn't your parents teach you anything?
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