Our campsite. We forgot to take anything to sleep on so we all had to sleep on blankets on top of gravel (cold gravel since it was in the forties that night).
Pictures of the lake from our campsite.
Her fourth plum in about fifteen minutes. She had one more that night and three more the next morning.
Story time.
They were trying to keep the hotdogs from getting burnt.
Good morning Piper.
Owlets.
Cute baby.
Cute baby that doesn't want to stay on his blanket.
Cute baby that escaped his blanket and set to work eating rocks.
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