Sleepless in Covington

So I dug out a pair of ‘farm socks’, socks I never thought I would wear in public again, socks I should have thrown out when I left New Hampshire but didn’t, and we stayed on the road one more night.
We left Hagerstown MD and headed for Shenandoah National Park. Jerry had hiked through the park back in May and my BFF, Karen and I visited with him for about a week and kept ourselves busy doing Trail Magic along Skyline Drive.
One more night on the road, one more night in the tent. We had decided to camp which worked out well because there were no lodge rooms available in the park. I had the camping equipment in the car since the end of July. We might as well put it to use one more time. We camped in the Big Meadow Campgrounds. There were the usual deer, fun to watch. The weather was mild. The sunset was once again beyond words.
As a cold front blew through in the middle of the night and I could hear leaves hitting the rain fly and slide down the sides of the tent I realized that when I had set up the tent I did not look up to check for any dead limbs that might be hanging from the trees above us. It all worked out well, nothing but leaves ended up falling on the tent. We slept well.
A middle of the night visit outside the tent revealed a heaven full of stars. The Milky Way was visible, as always a wonder to behold.
As the promise of dawn broke, we broke camp and except for a stop or two to view the sunrise we spent the next 10 hours in the car headed towards home and the family.
So now I am sleepless in Covington. The once normal sounds of the night are new again, our bed much too comfortable.