First camp out

Boyd likes to catch things mid-air, Evey pointed out today. He likes to pop bubbles in the air,
 and he also likes to catch leaves, like he did here. I do like this photo, very "Call of the Wild."

Well these photos are all a few weeks old — they're from that first camp out Boyd and I did for the big solar eclipse — but I haven't posted them yet. So here they are, finally.

Boyd and I saw this beautiful black butterfly flying around the campsite. Boyd was shouting, "Dad, LOOK!"
 and then it landed on the truck... Boyd was playing inside the tent, and I caught it with my hands. I took it
inside the tent and let it go. Boyd freaked out at first, then saw it was the
butterfly... he got up close and personal with it. I caught it again and let it go, unharmed.

Boyd enjoying his ham sammich as the eclipse was just getting started.

Boyd with Mr. Lee Wake, John's dad. Virginia (John's mom) told me it's been 14 years since John passed. Hard to believe.