During the long Pinse-weekend our small tents we taken from the loft and put outside. They were packed away several years ago due to the fact that we bought a large tent. To see these two little sweethearts made me happy and when my two boys asked if we could sleep outside I jumped at the chance. Why? I love to sleep outdoors. Normally I only get the chance during the annual campingtrip or on a lazy sunny sundayafternoon, when I get the chance to conquer the hammock first.
By the time I had to find my sleeping-bag I was just so excited that I couldn't fall asleep. The birds had already found their nests and were silent but the scent of the lilacs was still lingering around. Our neighbourhood has a lot of lilac-trees and therefore the perfum of the lilacs was still present. While I lay bundled up in the sleeping-bag I thought of the people with whom I shared this love of sleeping outside, of the hedgehog that hid himself under my pillow, the musquitoes and the fresh air.
Around 4.30 am I had to visit the bathroom. Normally I'm annoyed by this but not this time. Silently I left my little nest, crawled out of the tent. I heard the birds singing and already being busy to feed their offspring. It was a magical clear morning and it was gonna be a sunny day again. I did return to my nest just to enjoy myself a little bit more. Just grateful for another night under the Danish skies.