Last April, we slept under the stars. It was a school night. No matter, I thought, let's live a little. There's always excuses to stick with the routine or the rut.
I remember Beren was excited. He wiggled. He flopped. Jared and I were ready for sleep. "Would you like me to bring you inside?" I asked quietly. "No," Beren answered. "OK, let's settle in."
He drifted off quickly. Jared and I lay awake. I did finally fall asleep but woke regularly. The cat visited us. Insect sounds, animal sounds. Wind on my skin. I marked time, watching the arc of the moon across the sky.
I hope to sleep outside more frequently when the weather warms.