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Well, it’s no yurt, but that canvas tent I bought– someone had left a reply asking for a rec on where I got mine and I never wrote back because I wanted to actually get it first? anyway I got it from some rando on Instagram but it came indirectly from an Amazon store whose name I forget– I set it up out in the woods with Farmkid, and quickly sewed a little rainbow garland to hang near it, and it’s lovely.
For a campout of a single evening, with a kid. I don’t think I can fit a cot in there, but I can suffer through one night on a sleeping pad and bag, for novelty’s sake.
We’re on the other side of the creek from the yurt, in a lovely flat space in the forest we raked clear. Farmkid badly wants to have a cookout out there, but I think she’ll be over at Grandma and Grandpa’s on Friday night so I don’t think there’s time to get it together.
Anyway. There’s no way to get an extension cord that far (the yurt had one but was about a hundred feet closer to the greenhouse than this is, even without contemplating the logistics of stringing an extension cord across the creek), so there’s no electricity. I think I have a headlamp… I hope I have a headlamp. I meant to bring it. I should go hunt for it, I think it’s in my car.
I don’t have a pair of long pants to sleep in. I might have leggings, I should find those.
I don’t have a sleeping bag, but I can borrow one.
Anyway Farmkid is wildly excited, so it should be fun. We have spent literally all day preparing for this, with only a few breaks for her to pursue other interests. Hilariously, it all began with us forcing her to go on a walk, by confiscating her tablet, and then she played in some tall grass and got her pants wet and whiiined that she wanted to turn around and go home, and then we kept going and I distracted her with some questions and then we split off from her mother so that she could climb the ridge in the forest and then I went over and said I’d always wanted to camp there, and then I said “wait remember I have a tent now!” and then we were off on mad plans. She wants to host a potluck in the forest. We’ll have to see.
So– here’s the current setup. We’ll see how it goes!
Image description: A beige canvas tent with a brightly-colored woven plastic carpet in front of it sits amid a number of skinny maple tree trunks with a creek in the background, to the top left. In the foreground, there’s a garland made of little triangles of brightly-colored fabric suspended from some twine between two trees. In the middle, a six-year-old girl has her head poked out of the screen door of the tent.