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The backyard
We had people over in our backyard again tonight. As usual, it was awesome. There were friends, good food, and even lots of laughter. The birdfeeders that we put up a few days ago have seen a lot of action too, which is great. More and more photos of birds to come, I am sure. If you have any ideas as to what these birds might be, please let me know!
For now, though, here’s some of my favorites from the evening!
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Pagan Campout 2010 | The Report
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For the last few years, I’ve joined Peter at the Pagan Campout — a Summer Solstice celebration held every year at Priest Lake. The first year we went, it was literally days after we’d bought the house. After that, there’s practically no excuse for not going!
This year we got out of town on Friday late afternoon for the two hour drive. Michael, Jaspenelle, Damian, and Ivy were all nice enough to get there before us and save a spot for our tent. We got in just as it was getting dark and loaded all of our stuff into the campground. After eating tasty grill-baked potatoes and saying a quick hello to everyone around the ceremonial central fire, we crashed completely. We woke up the next morning to bright sunshine, none of the threatened rain. First order of the morning was mimosas – an essential part to any camping trip. Everyone else started waking up slowly, and I got rice and sausage gravy going. After breakfast, it was cleanup, a nap, and general relaxing. Later that afternoon? Burgers, and out came the camera. About ninety percent of the pictures that I ended up taking were of Damian and Ivy — but hey, they’re awesomely cute and the pictures turned out wonderfully. I also wandered around the woods with my camera, which felt amazing. For some reason, I keep forgetting and then re-discovering how happy that makes me. The ceremony was, as usual, powerful and free-form. One of the reasons I love this particular group is because everyone is eclectic and respectful. We welcomed Summer, bid goodbye to the young Spring, and generally smiled a lot. Then feasting, fire, and fellowship. It was a late night, but very fun. I admit I spent half the night or more trying to get the *perfect* picture of the fire and the group. I’m not sure I got the ultimate picture, but I got lots that I really liked. Then another night and another morning. Breakfast, mimosas, and far too early, getting things packed up. Damian was a huge help in getting things carried to the car. Then it was the goodbyes. This description feels completely inadequate — there was so much packed into the two and a half days, and yet so much of it was just the wonderfulness of being around family and friends. There are lots of pictures on my Flickr account, and all I can say is I look forward to next year’s campout too! |