8/14/10: 4 nights in a row slept outside at camp, all inspired by my night at Imp campsite. I started on the office porch, diagonally so I would fit. I continued for two nights on my sleeping pad in the field, falling asleep to the night prior to and the night of the peak of the Perseids. The skies were dark and gorgeous and the shooting stars were somewhat abundant. The final night of the series began by standing with guests outside their cabin watching the stars, to all of us migrating to the field for a better view and staying up until 3 AM to catch the best night of them all so far. With a mass of blankets, we each lay on a glider cushion and curled up on our own.
(A few days later, I find myself nostalgically reminiscing in my head about this night. The week was no better than any other. The people the usual mix of nice and wonderful, and demanding and obnoxious--typical for any of us on vacation. If you read August 17th, I think that may explain why I linger on the bubbling joy of the evening spent int he company of L & B, an especially kind guest).
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