Shades of a fire...

[eithni]

Whether it was transfer from a Pennsic-thing moved during today's flurry of straightening, or a lingering smoke-sprite cleverly hidden in my hair, or a simple trick of memory and moonlight, tonight was seasoned by the smell of woodsmoke and starlight and dew. Pungent, bringing pleasant memories, though with an undercurrent of both longing and

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[jtdiii]

I get a variant of that my first few days home. I may "wake" up at night, but I am still seeing the stripes and peaked roof of my tent over the striped walls.

I do wonder how the privy got so much closer, and in the tent...

[eithni]

Heh. This year the portas were closer than my bathroom at home, which has both pluses and minuses. :p

[jtdiii]

Flushies would be a plus.

Privies, not so much...

[stitchwhich]

I brought all of our clothes home in those "seal & roll" packing bags. Every time I open on to throw into the washing machine, out drifts the scent of woodsmoke. *sigh*

I can't wait for the next camping event.

[eithni]

I did all the laundry the first weekend back, but I know what you mean. Scent is so evocative. :)