{"id":51451,"date":"2014-09-04T00:09:08","date_gmt":"2014-09-04T07:09:08","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/?p=51451"},"modified":"2014-09-04T00:09:08","modified_gmt":"2014-09-04T07:09:08","slug":"campground-culture","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/51451","title":{"rendered":"Campground Culture"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>\t\t\t\tI took Lily out glampin&#8217; a few weekends ago\u00a0to a Forest Service campground near a beautiful Idaho lake with white-sand beaches. I have to say that I have a new appreciation for campgrounds. I&#8217;ve always tried to avoid them, but\u00a0this was a Butters family reunion, and so a bona fide\u00a0campground\u00a0seemed like the easiest thing to do.<\/p>\n<p>As it turns out, I loved it\u2014the sounds of all the people coming and going, the voices of children, babies laughing, people singing around their campfires, guitars, even dogs barking! Walking around the campground at night, I saw every kind of nationality, family size,\u00a0RV style and size, kids on skateboards,\u00a0people on bikes &#8230; and in thinking about it afterward, what I loved most about it was how happy everyone was.\u00a0They were, for a tiny fraction of their lives, exactly where they were hard-wired to be. Outdoors.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image aligncenter size-full wp-image-51452\" src=\"http:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/lily-1_1262.jpg\" alt=\"lily-1_1262\" width=\"360\" height=\"240\" \/><\/p>\n<p>My Airstream is named Lily because of a beautiful vintage painting that adorns her bedroom partition.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image aligncenter size-full wp-image-51453\" src=\"http:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/lily-2_6026.jpg\" alt=\"lily-2_6026\" width=\"360\" height=\"465\" \/><\/p>\n<p>As were leaving the farm and getting on the road\u00a0(my husband driving his own truck\/camper), I looked behind me to see if we were still a convoy, but he&#8217;d disappeared. My son and his wife were in a Jeep with a teardrop trailer in tow and my daughter and her husband were in a truck pulling our\u00a0<a href=\"http:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/45782\">Tabitha<\/a>. As it turns out, my husband had hopped out to pick a matching pink lily from my garden for me to enjoy all weekend. What an aroma they give!\u00a0My lily smelled like a lily all weekend. (And my husband is a big ole sweetheart!)<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image aligncenter size-full wp-image-51454\" src=\"http:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/lily-3_1301.jpg\" alt=\"lily-3_1301\" width=\"360\" height=\"504\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Slacker came too.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image aligncenter size-full wp-image-51455\" src=\"http:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/lily-4_1277.jpg\" alt=\"lily-4_1277\" width=\"360\" height=\"254\" \/><\/p>\n<p>And four of my grandgirls.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image aligncenter size-full wp-image-51456\" src=\"http:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/lily-5_1283.jpg\" alt=\"lily-5_1283\" width=\"360\" height=\"240\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Here are some glamour shots of Lily adorned in\u00a0her vintage gelatin molds. They always put a smile on people&#8217;s faces.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image aligncenter size-full wp-image-51457\" src=\"http:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/lily-6_1296.jpg\" alt=\"lily-6_1296\" width=\"360\" height=\"517\" \/><\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image aligncenter size-full wp-image-51458\" src=\"http:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/lily-7_1297.jpg\" alt=\"lily-7_1297\" width=\"360\" height=\"497\" \/><\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image aligncenter size-full wp-image-51459\" src=\"http:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/lily-8_1294.jpg\" alt=\"lily-8_1294\" width=\"360\" height=\"245\" \/><\/p>\n<p>And some interior shots I&#8217;d taken earlier. I actually bolted a 4&#8242; cast-iron bathtub to the floor. I use a propane on-demand hot-water heater to fill it. Luxurious! And the floor is a portion of a basketball court that was up for grabs from our local building recycler.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image aligncenter size-full wp-image-51460\" src=\"http:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/lily-9_8974.jpg\" alt=\"lily-9_8974\" width=\"360\" height=\"540\" \/><\/p>\n<p>The linen curtains and bedding are made from some rather ugly curtains on sale at Bed-Bath-Beyond that had big 2&#8243; grommets in the tops. I cut those off and used an entire extra curtain to make the ruffles. Love linen fabric that is\u00a0gauzy like these are!<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image aligncenter size-full wp-image-51461\" src=\"http:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/lily-10_5994.jpg\" alt=\"lily-10_5994\" width=\"360\" height=\"540\" \/><\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image aligncenter size-full wp-image-51462\" src=\"http:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/lily-11_5960.jpg\" alt=\"lily-11_5960\" width=\"360\" height=\"540\" \/><\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image aligncenter size-full wp-image-51463\" src=\"http:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/lily-12_6012.jpg\" alt=\"lily-12_6012\" width=\"360\" height=\"240\" \/><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;\t\t<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I took Lily out glampin&#8217; a few weekends ago\u00a0to a Forest Service campground near a beautiful Idaho lake with white-sand beaches. I have to say that I have a new appreciation for campgrounds. I&#8217;ve always tried to avoid them, but\u00a0this &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/51451\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a> <a href=\"https:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/51451\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-51451","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-get_out"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/51451","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=51451"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/51451\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=51451"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=51451"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=51451"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}