May is always a marvelous month.
Lilacs bloom and the sun grows stronger.
People venture
outdoors and even allow some skin to peek out of the swaddled layers.
At least
until the mosquitoes show up.
Wildlife comes out of their winter hideaways, sometimes with
little ones in tow.
We found these curious fox kits peeking out of a driveway culvert.
And May is when campgrounds open up in the Canadian north.
People work hard all year long to remove bugs, dirt, and
darkness from their homes. Then comes the summer and they spend their weekends
camping.
In the bugs, dirt, and darkness.
For us, it’s a lifestyle choice. Not that I thoroughly
embrace bugs, dirt, or darkness, but I have learned to contain my cleansing efforts to
the 34 feet that I reside in, and let the outside live on in relative peace.
And to enjoy, well, maybe not the bugs and dirt, but for sure the darkness of
night outside of urban lighting.
Providing there are no bears in the area. My
empathy with the universe only goes so far.
Our regular campground in Adolphustown opens its gates and lets
us move into our seasonal site once the snow is gone and the ground is
dry. All at once our lifestyle changes
from the nomadic to the stationary. We have even put up semi-permanent structures in the form of a deck and
a shed tent since we will be staying put for the next 5 months,
Well, actually it is not us that is staying put, but the
trailer. Hubby and I still find time to roam around the countryside, visiting
family and going on short trips.
We wouldn’t want to get too used to being in
one spot.
But since our beloved Airstream will be rooted for the
summer, we’ve been busy making our “yard” – a good sized campsite – look nice.
Hubby buried the water and power cables, I raked and reseeded some spots on the
grass that had died off last year.
Foolish, I know. I’m just going
to have to mow it later.
And hubby put up a couple of bird feeders to invite
feathered friends to come closer to our trailer and truck. That I am going to
have to wash later.
Hum, there seems to be a theme here.
Maybe that’s why I’m so pleased that hubby has a project
this year. A 1978 Airstream for him to gut and renovate and keep him busy for
the foreseeable future.
So I can enjoy our deck and yard in peace. With the bugs and
dirt and darkness.
W
