Spent the long “traitorous colonials” (aka: Independence Day) weekend with my best friend, her hubs, and their two small humans camping out in North Cascades National Park. There were camp fires, roasted marshmallow stuffed Reese’s (because this Celiac improvises with candy for Graham Crackers, haha!), bugs with little people, hiking and boat rides. ‘Merica!
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The only time I willingly allow bugs in my tent is when a little Heathen happens to be sharing it with me. All little kids should play with bugs 🙂
As I get older, I find I have a ridiculous appreciation for bridges. Maybe it’s not overly ridiculous to be glad that people decided to make access to other areas easier, but it still can seem a little strange. Having previously taken for granted the skills each generation has used to build a bridge, be it steel or wood, I’d just like to send a little shout out to those magnificent bridge builders of past and present – THANK YOU!