So, camping season...time to pull out the ol' tent.

Or not...why not sleep outside. Really, didn't we once sleep outside, us humans. Now we lucky folks are attached to our cozy duvets and air conditioning, we would have a hard time settling into a night in the open.

For me personally, even sleeping in a tent with no fly is an exciting event. Smell the air, see the trees above, perhaps even the moon...

Keep your eyes open and absorb it all.

In Australia while traveling, I went on a tour through the Kimberly's in the North West and while most of the group slept in tents, I chose to sleep outside in a swag next to the fire and the two guides. I was terrified of snakes and spiders and dingos and plenty of other things that could kill me, but I was too excited by the idea of sleeping right under the blanket of stars right next to the campfire, and knew that an opportunity again like this would be far away. The kind of swag they let me borrow had a slightly padded bottom and a heavy canvas covering and my sleeping bag fit right in it. Aside from rolling out the swag, and crawling in, there was nothing else to it. There I was saying 'goodnight moon' and looking right at her. Fall asleep with a soft fresh breeze on your face, your last sight the sky filled with stars. Wake to a huge sprawling burst of red, orange and pink hues of the sunrise overhead. Remember that life really is magic.