Roughing It

So, Sukkot. After several days of stress and more stress with extra stress on the side, I finally set out for my camping trip. As I mentioned once before, my husband wasn't able to be there for the first night. So, I spent a night in a tent. Alone. And I survived! I woke up every time I heard a strange noise (feral cats?) and every time a pine needle dropped onto the roof of my tent. But, I did it. I slept in that tent alone, and woke up the next morning whole, untouched by bears or any other manner of wild creature.

I was so glad when the sun came up. I was even gladder that my husband was there for the second night of camping. And I will be even gladder still if I never have to sleep in a tent alone ever again.

Aside from the sleeping-in-a-tent, Sukkot was fun. I enjoyed a good balance of together time with people from my congregation and alone time to read and rest. The highlight of the trip was a walk a few of us took around the campground and the surrounding state park. I took some pictures.















More photos here.