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.