I spent the weekend at my mom’s house in Maine.
The sun is shining, and the breeze is crisp.
We were surrounded by trees, a few of them as tall as my head.
I have to say, it felt really nice to be outside.
We’re the ones camping for the summer, after all.
So I went out and grabbed a pack, some blankets, and a few snacks.
I didn’t have any money, so I had to make do with what I had.
The first thing I noticed was the lack of snow.
It was like we’re going into a new season of winter, and we’re not really used to it.
It’s always cold, and that’s what I love about winter, which is that there’s no reason for it to change.
The next thing I thought about was how the temperature would feel inside the tent.
The temperature inside the tents I had was a little chilly, but I didn, at least, feel like I was in a tent.
After a few minutes of being inside, I decided I was ready for the real outdoors.
I started to pack, and when I got to my bag, I had a lot of clothes.
I bought some hats, a scarf, and even a jacket. But I didn