As daylight fills the evenings, it’s time to think about our camping plans for the summer. Pretty much every summer since my son Adrian could walk and talk, there has been a trip or two “up north” to do some tent camping.
The Good, the Bad — and the Ugly.
His face was green and his pupils were dilated.
The lights and lasers came on, igniting our optic nerves and setting our brains on fire.
Not kidding. When I was young I got my haircuts when the horses’ manes and tails were getting clipped.
How I imported the Danish love of hygge – doubling down inside with hot drinks, slow cooked food, knitted blankets and other cozy touches – into my life this winter.