Camping!

Evelyn's back again from the YPL camping trip, but we're going camping again, with our Great Uncle Algie. We're leaving tomorrow. We had ever so much fun last year, fishing and swimming and flying flying kites and all. This year we're going to camp in the Lake District instead. I hope we might climb some of the peaks. Some of the smaller ones, anyway. Uncle Algie's been telling us all about the geology of the area--he pulled a bunch of books out last night to show us. Evelyn's bringing a book on wildflowers: she says she wants to make some pressed wildflower pictures. Gran has a bunch of them framed and mounted around the house that she made when she was young, but they're all faded now, so Evelyn says it's time to make some new ones.

Uncle Algie has the tent out and everything we need for the camp kitchen, and he's checking everything off on the checklist. The tent smells kinda mildewy, and he says it'll be good to have it out in the sun for a bit to drive the smell away.

We'll be gone for a week.