The tent blended in with the rocks of the mountain, its hue a casual green-grey. It was a summer tent for sure, built of a fine mesh that still allowed for stargazing by night.
I'm far more into glamping than camping, but there is a freedom the tent brings, a chance to explore as food rations allow, to follow any path and make any place home for the night.
The tent was our little home upon the mountain top, wherever we went we popped it up and were cozy in our woven cocoon.
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