2012 the daily post - photo journal

2012 begins the forth year of my somewhat, Daily Post. It's a gallery or photo journal, of my photography that reflects the in's and out's, the up's and down's and everthing in between. Some days the photo's may be better than the commentary, while other days, the commentary is much better than the photo. No promises that either will be very good. Anyway, it's my way. It's about what's going on in my little section of this crazy world. Enjoy! Kris :D

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06.29.12 = Flashback Friday – Camping 1972<br />
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Five females, a dog, a camper and no bathroom? In todays world it might seem impossible or just outright insane, but back in the day, we did it. Back in the early 70’s my parents bought a great little pop-up camper. We packed it all up and hitched it to the back of our 1972 Ford Country Squire station wagon, and off we went. I believe the very first overnight outing, it rained like nobody’s business all night and in the morning, all the campers in the campground were stuck in the mud. They had to bring in tractors to pull everyone out. With that hurtle over, we went camping for many years and across state after state. We camped by forests and streams in Tennessee and at the edge of the beaches in Florida. So many great times and priceless memories.<br />
“Camping; the original social network.” Coleman <br />
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“But the place which you have selected for you camp, though never so rough and grim, begins at once to have its attractions and becomes a very centre of civilization to you: Home is home, be it never so homely.” Henry David Thoreau

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06.29.12 = Flashback Friday – Camping 1972

Five females, a dog, a camper and no bathroom? In todays world it might seem impossible or just outright insane, but back in the day, we did it. Back in the early 70’s my parents bought a great little pop-up camper. We packed it all up and hitched it to the back of our 1972 Ford Country Squire station wagon, and off we went. I believe the very first overnight outing, it rained like nobody’s business all night and in the morning, all the campers in the campground were stuck in the mud. They had to bring in tractors to pull everyone out. With that hurtle over, we went camping for many years and across state after state. We camped by forests and streams in Tennessee and at the edge of the beaches in Florida. So many great times and priceless memories.
“Camping; the original social network.” Coleman

“But the place which you have selected for you camp, though never so rough and grim, begins at once to have its attractions and becomes a very centre of civilization to you: Home is home, be it never so homely.” Henry David Thoreau

camping 1972

SonoLady
on July 4, 2012
This is so wonderfully Americana!! love it!
Byron Fair Photography
on July 3, 2012
Ok I love the shot.
219352dedmanshootn
on July 2, 2012
fun shot and backstory
John Bennett
on July 1, 2012
Great memories, I still love to camp, the wilder the better :)
irishmurr
on July 1, 2012
It always rains the first time you camp, to see whether you have the perseverance to stick to it or not. It rained the first few times we camped, but we kept at it and had years of enjoyment. Love the comp and dof you captured here -- along with the memories!
1223742supersnappz
on June 30, 2012
Nice composure
webstersway
on June 29, 2012
Awesome shot!!! Great commentary...

2012 the daily post - photo journal

SonoLady

Byron Fair Photography

219352dedmanshootn

John Bennett

irishmurr

1223742supersnappz

webstersway