Last weekend I went camping with some friends on Gord and Gail's farm (friends we met through Singing Waters last year) in Perth, Ontario. They built this massive teepee near the Mississippi River (yes, it flows all the way down to the Southern U.S.A...not really), which we slept in! It was great, just like in the movies - camp fire in the middle, smoke spiralling up through the opening in the top of the teepee, and we slept around the fire. It's the size of a living room inside so there is plenty of room to move. Definitely beats tent camping! Here are the shadows of Sara, Monique and Sylvia....
And a joke to finish with: A man went to see his psychaiatrist with regard to alternating, recurring dreams he'd been having. Upon being asked to describe his dreams, he explained, "First I'm a wig-wam, then I'm a tee-pee, then I'm a wig-wam, the I'm a tee-pee...."
"Relax!" the psychaiatrist exclaimed, "You're just two tents."
Ha ha ha....
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