Camper Modification

repositioning

makes all the sleep difference

in a tiny space

We’re teardrop camper fans who downsized from a 30 foot Keystone Outback to a 21 foot Little Guy Max to scale back and simplify our camping experiences. As primarily weekend campers, we don’t like to make camping a production with every gizmo and gadget. We like to spend time off the grid, using what we have to make do – – and we certainly don’t like to cook and wash a lot of dishes while we’re busy sitting around doing nothing.

Our favorite way to travel is to stumble across a sudden cancelled reservation on a campground and decide spur-of-the-moment to throw together a couple of pairs of shorts and t-shirts and whatever food happens to be in the kitchen and hook up the camper and go. Unplanned. Last minute. Spontaneously seeking an adventure that was not going to happen ten minutes ago. Not a five-star hotel with a restaurant and pool, not a cruise cabin with a balcony or a VRBO with a hot tub.

From the moment we brought her home, we loved this sweet little tiny space. It may look small, but it has all we need, including a wet bath (combination shower/toilet room) and a stargazer window. It has seven windows, a Fantastic fan, a clothes closet and pantry, and a tv in the front for watching church or for when it rains and in back for movies before bed.

But what we didn’t love was the bed. Even though the previous owners had upgraded the original mattress, we still woke up with hip and backaches and never could get quite comfortable enough for a full night’s rest. One of us (me) had to climb over the other one to get up and go to the bathroom in the middle of the night, and two adults and three dogs in a queen size bed was not working.

That’s when we decided to modify the bed. We designed a plan to extend the sleeping space into the belly of the camper to allow more room. Here’s what we did:

First, we measured the height we’d need to extend the bed out. We ordered four 17-inch step stools for support on four corners of a one-inch Lagun table we already had and placed the table hardware-side-down in the middle of the stools.

Next, we measured the cushion width we’d need and saw that the cushions from the front table would work if doubled-up, so we added two on the bottom and two more on top of those cushions to level the cushion surface flush with the mattress and foam topper.

Since there appear to be no T-shaped sheets anywhere, we added a separate fitted sheet over the cushions and each took one sheet and one blanket to cover our space as we repositioned, eliminating any cover thieves who may be lurking with an eye to steal the other’s covers in the dead of night.

We think we’ve found the solution that will allow us to keep this camper for a longer time before we try another camper. We’re keeping careful notes of what we like and don’t like, but for now we think we’ve adapted a winner. And the only purchase we had to make, the step stools, double as chair-side coffee tables and foot props for when we’re in the camp chairs outside doing absolutely nothing.

The Dilemma

We hadn’t expected a wren’s nest

built in our camping dog kennel

in the back of the pickup

but it was there, with eggs

we hatched our own plan

substituting

table for

pickup

truck

Reality

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every few days

I have the urge

to sell everything

we own and move

into the camper with

two plates, two forks,

and two spoons

and share a knife~

to retire, take to

the highways, see

the changing landscape

of America, pulling

our flatware and

plates from

site to site

no particular place to be

no pressing deadline to meet

then I come to my senses

trying to reckon with the

reality of the silverware

drawer and all those

cabinets.

A Saga in Six Days of Life When You Live on a Farm: Featuring Boo Radley and the Unexpected, Day 3

We have all kinds of animals trying to move in – here, a neighbor before he attempted to halter the leader of these two (it didn’t work)

Day 3:

In farming communities

not a week goes by

that some animal

doesn’t try to make

a break for it and

has to be herded

back to the home pasture

every new day brings

a Facebook Post –

pigs loose on Reidsboro Road

donkey running down Highway 362

goat with a red collar on Hollonville Drive

my favorite was the baby camel

someone reported

running down Concord Road

(the Sheriff’s Department went to

investigate and found it was

Nellie LaBerge’s Lllama)

you never know what you’ll

see in the country

but last week,

Wayne’s entire herd

of cows was loose

in the woods

between our farms

two bulls

among the herd

I was thinking

of lovely handbags

my husband was

thinking of

perfectly rounded cow

patties (dried cow poop)

(this isn’t out of the ordinary ~

just a few weeks ago we’d

had donkeys trying to

move onto the Johnson

Funny Farm

and my sister in law and

I joined in the chase

with other neighbors

to wrangle these two

asses and lead them

back home)

when Boo Radley

saw the herd of cows

eating his grass

the next day

he protected me

and our blades of grass

the black and white

bull turned tail and

ran into the woods

the milk and dark chocolate bull

stood its ground

Boo charged it

that’s when the brown bull

dropped its head

ready to charge

I felt surely in my

soul I was about to

witness Boo

being trampled

and killed

because

though he is small

he is tenacious

ten times the size

of that monstrous bull

in his inflated mind

Actual donkeys who tried to move onto the Johnson Funny Farm

Two-Wheeled Wonderings

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as we were driving

to our campsite

a teenage girl

crashed her bike

into a red clay hill

falling among the

rocks and it seemed

on purpose

…..that’s

one thing….but

when I took the

dogs for a walk

a preteen boy

crashed his bike

(jerked the handlebars!)

on the concrete

(on purpose!)

skidding flesh

of knees and palms

the very next day

leaving me to

ponder:

what does this say?

Feeding Turtles Marshmallows

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I was mad since you

were late so I fed turtles

all your marshmallows

no roasting for you

our discussion was our campfire

spark, flame, sizzle, blaze

they smiled and thanked me

reminded me to tell you

to keep slowing down.

Invitation

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Invitation

I was once

invited to a

wedding

but I saw

the truth

of that

invitation

and

declined

without hesitation

without gift

without regret

without excuse

Day 29 of #VerseLove with Fran Haley of North Carolina

Fran Haley of North Carolina is our host for Day 29 of #VerseLove, inspiring us to write Heart Map poems. You can read her full prompt here.

Fran explains that author Georgia Heard created Heart Maps to help younger students find their own meaningful stories. She encourages us to brainstorm “first times” in our own lives – or last times.

The Last Time

The last time I came home

before you died you

stood feebly

in the door

cold rushing in

against your

flannel pajamas

swallowing you

life leaving your body

escaping you

your voice

deep and low

sunk to the bottom

of your being

a soul cry of despair

saying my name

Kim

proving you knew me

there at the bitter end

unlike the times before

your trembling arms

reaching for me

I reeled at

the change in you

in only a few days

and held you up

while we cried

both knowing

this would be

our last

standing hug

our last

cry together

our final

goodbye

before you

slipped away

I watched you die

Day 9 of #VerseLove2024 with Denise Krebs: List Poems

Denise Krebs of California is our host today for #VerseLove2024. She inspires us to write List Poems. You can read her full prompt here. I’ve added some pictures, just for fun – – a quick glimpse of our wedding weekend on St. Simons Island, Georgia, where my brother Ken and his bride Jennifer were wed on Saturday afternoon. Narrowing it down to the top ten – – that was a tough challenge!

I love a list poem because it doesn’t have to rhyme, it can be random, and it can be completely out of order or it can run in a countdown fashion to the top of the list. Mine is random, and it’s a photographic prose list poem, a blend of all my favorite kinds. I could not pick a single favorite moment.

Top 10 Wedding Weekend Moments

Straight-from-the-soul smiles on my brother and his bride’s faces, so full of happiness and love,

meeting my brother’s new family and feeling both sides merge into one big family,

getting a new sister-in-law,

placing flowers on the altar in memory of our mothers,

seeing the shoes of my son and husband and feeling them lift me up when I fell,

watching the dads dance – one with a cane, one with bionic knees, but believe it: these two can groove,

watching my brother watch the love of his life come down the aisle,

spending time with extended family and close family (5 of our 6 grandchildren),

figuring out how to win the dinner bill argument with my son since I own nearly one million shares of Shiba Inu (only worth about $25.00 total at .00002 a share, but hey – – it worked),

playing and having a picnic in the parks and hearing my 5 year old grandson’s response when I tried to tell him my ice cream was mashed potatoes and he took the folded arm stance and firmly stated, “that’s impossible!” (they all got ice cream).