Legend of the Rainbow Conker

There is a magic to be behold from simply sitting around a campfire with friends. Toasting marshmallows under dappled shade, whispers of the wind rustling the leaves, hammocks swinging idly, a cacophony of birdsong, the gentle trickle of a stream and mud, glorious, mud.

Exista o magie de vazut de la simplul stat in jurul unui foc de tabara cu prietenii. Prajirea bezelelor sub umbra patata, soaptele vantului fosnind frunzele, hamacele leganandu-se leganate, o cacofonie de cantece de pasari, stropirea blanda a unui parau si noroi, glorios, noroi.