I adore them. Absolutely and utterly. Other people are less fond of them, I’ve found. They don’t find the clatter of fallen detritus relaxing or the katydid and tree cricket songs to be entrancing. I’ll never understand. I stayed up all night chasing bugs around and finally curling up in my tent is bliss.
I could deal with being a tiny bit warmer or having a cute male heat source around.
Tent stories? Feelings about tents? The fun of being in two tents next to each other and having a running commentary on the sounds outside? Love it? Hate it? Think I should just go to sleep instead of spamming the social tab with my life?

Topics: camping, nature, camp, tent, cabin, sleeping bag, brrrr