We are back from camping. Did I mention we were going camping? We returned Sunday, but OC has day camp this week and I'm up way past my eyeballs in laundry and putting everything away - much less the normal day to day cleaning - and so it's taking me awhile to get it together to post.
We stayed at a fire lookout in Eastern Oregon. It was great, and also kind of scary climbing the rickety stairs the first time. But then, the beauty of the place took away any thoughts of the possibility of plunging to one's death. Nature is cool that way.
The lookout had an American flag inside! OC has had a thing for American flags since she was a toddler. I have no idea why, nor do I remember how it got started but to this day she is fascinated and enamored with the stars and stripes.
One fine evening on top of Fall Mountain with wildfire smoke in the distance, happily digesting our s'mores.