What a wonderful night last night! Once I arrived, I got busy making a fire and I still have my touch. A fire was soon roaring and I got some Hoboes cooking. Hoboes are ground beef patties smothered with onions, carrots, potatoes, ketchup, and mustard. I ate supper and it had grown dark. I curled up in my sleeping bag to listen to the whip-o-wills while I read a book by flashlight. The stars were amazing last night. There really is no comparison to the same stars seen in the city. Out in the country, you have no light pollution.
I woke this morning very early which is usual for me when I camp. I gathered up all my gear and stuffed it in the back of my Honda. I still don't have a radio in my car and it was a long and boring drive back into town from God's country.
I am worried my medications are making me stupid. It took all I had out of me to write this post. Blogging used to come so easy to me. Now, it is a chore. Oh well. It could be worse. I could be struggling with schizophrenia symptoms and I am not lately.