Do you ever wonder where bloggers go when they suddenly disappear for months on end?
In the case of this blogger, let’s pretend I was touring the countryside in my imaginary vintage camper, having madcap vintage adventures all over the USA and now, just for fun, I’ve pulled a few snapshots from the photo album to share with you.
A beautiful Fall day – I threw on a skirt, some heels and a blond wig and headed out for an impromptu hike.
Never pick up bears who are hitchhiking. Ever.
(There I am, off to the right, fiddling with my camera, getting ready to take a picture of me being eaten by a bear).
My favorite, camping! I know it looks like we’re survivalists smoking a side of beef but it’s really just a little campfire for s’mores.
(I am truly a happy camper at heart. Check out my Vintage Camping board on Pinterest).
I mastered a new sport in one afternoon. This is so much easier than it looks! And the ride down the mountain in the ski patrol sled was much more exciting than the ambulance ride that came next.
This was a wacky day when everyone but me put on their vintage plaid shirts and took turns pulling me around by my foot. I am such a good sport!
There was even a little beach frolicking. That’s me on the far right. In the red suit. With my head under a tiny pink umbrella. (Not in the tiny black shorts and wristwatch).
All goofiness aside, I’ve missed you.
There’s a big weekend ahead of junking with Ethel (road trip!) and when we return, we’ll tell you all about it.
Have a wonderful weekend!
All of the images are from the pages of my new favorite vintage book, America's Wonderlands, circa 1959.