I'm done with reading poetry mannies for Octopus Books. And PhD school doesn't start until Monday. So, A and I went with C and P on a little lakey camping trip to central Iowa. Ahh, central Iowa. Here are photos.
C and P. A fire. My left foot. We were having a conversation through the fire. I kept thinking that my words were coming out my mouth, then heating up, then cooling down before getting to C and P. All this is very silly.
A and I. Lakeside.
My sister's cat, Bowser. This has nothing to do with camping. This cat has never been to central Iowa.
These are my feet covered with mud.
A is a good skiier.
C is a good skiier.