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Canvas

The usual camping experience

Canvas

The evil night cried
thundering on our canvas,
could not close anĀ  eye

turned

evil night cried
thundering on our canvas,
still, did sleep deeply
Ā 

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John Loopstra

The picture resembles the situation I joke about, but was taken from inside our home during a really heavy shower (not having left the warm sleeping bag to take a picture of our  (new) tent during a nightly thunderstoprm with heavy rain🤣). It is true, though, at first it felt like not sleeping at all, but when the storm was over...

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