We met on a camping trip planned by mutual friends.
I arrived late, the passenger of a lengthy car trip with Mr. Camptastic, who discussed the merits of a framed vs unframed (or is it vice versa?) backpack, while I fell asleep.
My gal pal, Shira greeted me upon arrival, then introduced me to Justin. The two of them had set-up a tent for me. I had no camping equipment of my own. Still don't. [I bring the s'more ingredients whenever I camp. That's about it. That's all you need, I figure.]
Here's the scene from my to-be-published book, Woman on the Verge of Paradise.
I hope you enjoy. Have a good week, as we ask March, "Why must you leave so soon?"
Take care, my friends.~~~~~~