Sunday night Katie and I camped in the back yard.  We’d done that on Friday and Saturday nights as well, no rain fly on the tent, sleeping out under the stars.  Last night’s huge moon hung over the yard all night.

 

Occasionally I’d wake and gaze up at it.  The soft light that flooded the yard, and the tent, was lovely; I wish you’d all been there for the experience.

But it would have been a bit crowded in the tent, and Katie likes her space.

Don’t you know.