Home sweet home, and a pretty good picture of it. Again - where the heck was I when this was happening. Also - no, we didn't lose a rope - the fly was tipped to shed rain.
The next pictures are of her other fan, and her flashlight. A zooming in series. I know where I was this time - that's my foot in the background, and I assume that I'm attached to it. I really need proper stockings.
It took a while for me to figure out the last one, and I got it through context - that's looking through the fan screen, really close.
Looking across the lake at Casa Bardicci. We went down there because *I* wanted to take some pictures across the lake. I guess she figured if it's good for Mommy... What I find interesting is I like the framing of hers better. I need to start looking at the world from lower down.
Mommy and Daddy standing around talking? Picture time! It was breakdown Friday.
Look - grass!
Details. I don't notice a lot of this stuff.
I never did figure out the porta-potty obsession. After she took that one, I had this conversation:
"Are you taking pictures of the porta potties?"
"Yep!"
"Why?"
"Because I want to." (Imagine a matter-of-fact tone.)
A purer reason to take a picture has never been voiced.
Next up - camp breakdown. It was a drama free year, so it was a good year to document.
