We’d not been camping all summer. Our little Yellowstone has a shelved closet in place of what was originally a tiny bathroom. I never wished we had a bathroom, but this summer of my third pregnancy I’ve been rather disinclined to leave those particular comforts of home. We did finally carve out time for a short trip, however, and I’m so glad we did, in spite of several night-time walks my dog and I took to the public bath house.

It rained in the afternoon but we had perfect, temperate weather by evening. We couldn’t have asked for better July camping weather. Dorothy set the table while I cooked over our fire.

Our darling trailer served us well. I really should get the broken windows replaced but just haven’t had the heart.

We enjoyed some hiking through O’ Bannon Woods next day.