Hammocking is a way of life here, and i am converting to it. Megan already bought a hammock and i am so in the market for one.
We have this guy that lives on ours at casamama's house. he is there all day and then sleeps somewhere else at night. we have no idea who he is. sometimes they feed the hammock man, and sometimes we see him on other hammocks (meaning he must be a hammock hopper). one morning he came in while we were having breakfast, put a dead seahorse on the top of the fridge, and then walked out of the house. he is the anigma of our household. we plan to get a picture of him in his natural habitat... on our hammock.
These anecdotes are priceless!
ReplyDeleteKeep 'em coming!
Did you run out of cliff bars yet?