Friday, April 03, 2009


It is almost time
Camping without walls around
Firepit smokey scent

21 comments:

Nessa said...

Beautiful tree stump. Can't wait for campfires.

Tom & Icy said...

Our cat sleeps on the back porch all night, and makes me feel like going out with him.

jillie said...

For me there is nothing better than sitting around the campfire...watching the flames dancing through the air and hearing the sounds of mother nature caressing my mind.

Hope you have a wonderful wknd Terry and thanks for the visual!

xo

Ariel the Thief said...

Beautiful!

tsduff said...

Nessa - The newness and amazement of each new campfire is wondrous.

Tom & Icy- That is how it all started for us. Now we sleep in the back yard all the time, with the cat (The Terrorist) attempting to gain access to our sleepingbags all night. You should try it one hot summer night.

Jillie - we have plenty of merlot to share by the fire :)

Ariel - Do you ever camp?

lime said...

campfires mean smores....bring it on!

Lone Grey Squirrel said...

Love the picture and also identify with the sentiment.

yellowdog granny said...

i can never see a stump without remembering my art class in high school where i hated being told what to draw..we were supposed to draw a tree in all 4 of the seasons..i drew a stump with snow, leaves, flowers and nothing...i got an f...snort*

laughingwolf said...

pacific coast, i presume? love it! :)

the walking man said...

Almost...almost time.

actonbell said...

This brings back nice memories.

Doug said...

White rabbits, green trees,
Smoke from the fire and bear,
Summer sprouts haiku.

Pagan Sphinx said...

What a beautiful photograph. I love your quote by Mark Twain, too. In fact, your whole blog looks like a labor of love. I hope to be back.

Thanks for sharing your thoughts on my blog post on sloth. I can identify.

tsduff said...

Lime - Yes, s'mores, bacon sizzling in the morning, hot coffee around the cook fire - steaks or a nice trout in the pan, hiking to the lake... so many things come to mind :)

Lone Grey Squirrel - Snapped that picture in Muir Woods - a breathtaking forest of redwoods and oaks, mossy rocks and thick duff forest floor...it is a place where your soul can breathe.

Yellowdog - That teacher ought to have his/her head examined. Sounds like you carried out the assignment perfectly - even with a creative twist.

Laughing Wolf - Yes, right outside of San Francisco in Muir Woods. A virtual paradise.

Mark - Here, it is time. Stunningly.

Actonbell - Of camping? Or a walk in the beautiful woods? Either one is a good memory.

Doug - You are such the accomplished poet. Smoke from the fire and bear - true in so many ways ha ha.

Pagan Sphinx - Welcome here and thank you for your comment. I thoroughly enjoyed my browse at your place, especially your taste in art.

photowannabe said...

There really is nothing like the smell of a campfire and the woodsy atmosphere. Love it.

Ranger Tom said...

Oh how I miss camping... Sitting around the campfire, cold adult beverage in hand and swapping funny stories until the wee hours.

Life is good!

Anonymous said...

that was a fine spot,looking forward to the week-end,beach camping ,Yes.
XO miss you XO

Fred said...

Ready for this? I've never gone camping. Maybe it's not too late...

javajazz said...

GLASS...!!!

omg...!!

a glass flute!

holy music cow!

woah!

i've written more at my place,
and i've taken photos even...!

wild thangs! xoxo

thank you! xoxo

and thank you Scottie!
what a talent your brother
has....i've never seen a
glass flute in my life!

i still cannot believe
you sent me that!!
bless your kind heart!
xo

tsduff said...

Photowannabe - You speak like one who knows...

Ranger Tom - That is exactly it in a nutshell. So when are you leaving?

Anonymous - I hope you had fun at Ace. xo

Fred - Oh My Goodness! I can't hardly believe it. I suggest you try practicing immediately in your back yard (not in the pool - uh, maybe in the sideyard) just roll out your tarp, put up a tent, and get the fire pit going. Put some wienies on a stick, brush up on your old folk songs (Michael Row Your Boat Ashore, On top of Spaghetti etc.) and you'll be ready! It is NEVER too late :)

JJ - * My eyes are twinkling *
Some matches were meant to be. xo

laughingwolf said...

love it! :)