On this long weekend we celebrated, along with many other Canadians, our country's 144th birthday. No fireworks nor parades for us, instead, three days of camping. The beauty of creation astounds me without fail. From the smallest plant on the forest floor to the grander vistas of water rushing over rocks, nature never fails to delight the eye and provide refreshment for the soul.
There were 9 of us - 8 adults who sat by the fire, went for walks, cooked bannock on a stick, sketched, read, talked, and ate a lot, plus one 6-month-old girl who charmed us with her smiles, and made the trip a little more work for her parents. We celebrated a birthday with an impromptu party, insisting that the birthday boy dress up for the occasion. He was a good sport, donning tiara, earrings and necklace with big smiles. Balloons and blowing bubbles added to the festive atmosphere.
Now we're all home again, with laundry machines humming, towels damp from showers to wash away the campfire smoke, and memories of a wonderful weekend.
Linking to Mosaic Monday, hosted by Mary, at the Little Red House.