Gypsies are bands of traveling peoples. They do not settle down in a place or spread roots in one region... There were two tribes of gypsies - the Hungarian 'tziganes' and the Spanish 'gitanos'.... that's us! Gitanos! If not in real life, at least in our hearts we are...
History tells us that because gypsies were different from every other tribe or people, they were disliked wherever they went. They did not enjoy good relations with the officials in the regions they settled and were frequently forced to move from place to place. Gladly, we are a different type of "gitanos"—a more civilized type, let's put it that way... ;)
And thus, we were not asked to leave our campground, nor to stop laughing or talking in our precious language with our precious friends or move our caravan away to another site... in fact, we were pretty 'normal' compared to some of the mob around us, who stayed up passed mid-night, and passed any small level of civil consideration... but that was OK too, because...
Inside our gypsy caravan...
Precious peace and quiet, and prettiness and all that glorious feeling of magic, luxury and conjuring up images of mystical experiences...
Our kitchen/dinette area outside...breezy and rich with color and texture, with a distinctly hippie vibe...
And that incredibly gorgeous view of the lake and mountains right below and around us...
Surrounded by an abundant of glorious wildflowers, which I enjoyed collecting and making into lovely dainty bouquets to embellish our cozy gypsy tent ...
Have to have roses too... of course. Doesn't matter if they're fake.
What is it about wildflowers that can grow unattended in the wild, and yet hold such fascination? Forever wild, and lovely and captivating...
Ahhh, and that totally amazing incredibly beautiful view from our connubial-gypsy window... ;)
Wish I could have a view like that in my 'normal' people home ;)
Wish I could sleep in this glorious place forever...
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