Friday was my birthday and all I wanted was to take our two oldest grandsons, hitch up the trailer, and get out of town. I decided we should go to Harris Campground in Umatilla County, Oregon. It's just a quick hour and a half drive from home, quite private, and situated next to the rushing Walla Walla River so you hear that lovely sound of the river all the time.
This week is quiet around the house as Kirsten left for camp on my birthday and Kyle left to be a counselor at a running camp Monday. I've been reorganizing my rubber stamps, catching up on laundry, weeding the garden, decluttering here and there, and kinda relaxing. I think I can get used to this.