Out of my Mind...

Party Time

In the centre of the camp a huge cup and saucer with huge straws balanced waiting for thirsty campers. A magical concoction, a present  from captain Zorg.The flavours of each sip changes depending on your thought at the time- so keep those thoughts happy guys, not bitter and twisted!

A large animated gummy bear heads for Charlies head - what is it about his hair. Sighs
I will miss picking things out of it. A huge ballon stands in the clearing, 'Happy  Birthday Lyn' emblazoned on the side. So huge a
Balloon, it's a hot air balloon- a little surprise for the birthday girl - Lyn climbs in, up up and away, a moonlight flit never to be forgotten with rolling clouds competing for the stars.The air gentle but chilled sweeping it's hand across your cheek as you breath and float. A magical night the moon looms and you leave the madness behind.

Down on the ground people are all flavoured up and dancing to the woodpeckers beats and the owls melodies, clapping hands flashing enthusiasm, swiftly followed by a fall. Splosh!  as Chalie trips over in to the lake. Prosperous Snow is busy studying a beetle. 

Amy skips and la la las around the tree with the hole. A distant tough grannys shooting practice can be heard and a short yelp from Fivesixer who was having some private time. Luckily only pellets -a nice souvenier of the trip. 

Carly looks toward the sky in deep thought - thinks-I'm going to do it I am going to write a book-'about our camping trip. Her mind takes her off away from the malay to a better day in the future far away, where  anything you want to live becomes.

ElaineElaine and I rifle though some science fiction films delving deep in to moral and meaning. Noyoki dances madly to the sound of a cricket, whilst Charlie rifles through his 30 hour playlist.

Then we're all back back to dancing around the big cup and saucer, A shooting star lights Lyns landing and we all sing happy birthday and give her the bumps, and laugh and sing and breathe the fresh clean air.

A large ripple unnoticed forms, and heads toward the shore...