I used to go on camping trips with my family when I was younger. These trips were always so fun, except for the mosquito bites. I think my favorite part of it was the pitching and readying of the tent. I remember helping my dad with hammering the pegs into the ground, pulling the ropes and finally seeing the tent take shape. And all I wanted to do was crawl inside and sleep with the dozen or so pillows I brought. There was something cozy about tents to me. This print makes me wish that summer arrives tomorrow and that a camping trip is on the horizon.
This print is a part of a series and follows the birdhouse, bow-maker and rocking horse.
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