Katherine Nicolai

Now, Lights out campers. It's time.

Now, Lights out campers. It's time.

Now, Lights out campers. It's time.

Snuggle down and get as comfortable as you can. Tuck yourself in with care. You, as much as any other soul in the universe, deserve rest and relaxation to feel safe and cared for.

Snuggle down and get as comfortable as you can. Tuck yourself in with care. You, as much as any other soul in the universe, deserve rest and relaxation to feel safe and cared for.

Snuggle down and get as comfortable as you can. Tuck yourself in with care. You, as much as any other soul in the universe, deserve rest and relaxation to feel safe and cared for.

So let my voice be a sort of guardian. My stories will watch over you as you sleep.

So let my voice be a sort of guardian. My stories will watch over you as you sleep.

So let my voice be a sort of guardian. My stories will watch over you as you sleep.

Take a slow breath in through your nose and let it out. Do one more. Breathe in and release it.

Take a slow breath in through your nose and let it out. Do one more. Breathe in and release it.

Take a slow breath in through your nose and let it out. Do one more. Breathe in and release it.

Rain on the lake. I thought all I wanted was sunshine. After a long, monochrome winter, the ice and snow and sky all mirroring each other.

Rain on the lake. I thought all I wanted was sunshine. After a long, monochrome winter, the ice and snow and sky all mirroring each other.

Rain on the lake. I thought all I wanted was sunshine. After a long, monochrome winter, the ice and snow and sky all mirroring each other.

I thought I only wanted to see bright, golden sunbeams.

I thought I only wanted to see bright, golden sunbeams.

I thought I only wanted to see bright, golden sunbeams.

and velvety green yards and bluebirds. But when I heard the rain falling on the roof this afternoon and felt the clouds closing in, I softened, relaxing in a way I hadn't lately. I'd been pottering around the house, following one small chore to another. A sweater laid over the back of a dining room chair led me up to the closet, where I'd started to sort through a jewelry box.

and velvety green yards and bluebirds. But when I heard the rain falling on the roof this afternoon and felt the clouds closing in, I softened, relaxing in a way I hadn't lately. I'd been pottering around the house, following one small chore to another. A sweater laid over the back of a dining room chair led me up to the closet, where I'd started to sort through a jewelry box.