#coleman tents

[getoutofthisplace]

Dear Gus & Magnus,

I didn't take a picture today, so here's one from eight years ago, a month before I proposed marriage. If I remember correctly, we decided on a whim late that afternoon to go camping. We drove out to Maumelle Park, made some Boca burgers over the fire -- your mom impressed me by adding a fried egg to most of our meals at that time. I was into high-end hard ciders back then, so I brought along a four-pack of Crispin. After it got dark we made s'mores.

We had so much fun that I remember thinking we should camp more, but the next time we slept in a tent was our wedding night. And I think the only other time we've done so is when we slept with Gus in Nene's front yard. We should do that again this fall.

Dad.

Little Rock, Arkansas. 8.28.2015 - 6.43pm. (Posted 8.28.2023.)

[ocean-sailor]

Glastonbury Posh Tent💙 ￡239.00

The tent Oli set-up is the Coleman OctaGo. According to Coleman, this adventure, cabin style tent requires advanced pitching skills that can be done in minutes by one person ;)

'Easy to pack and quick to pitch, the new OctaGo tent by Coleman® gives you simplicity to just pick up and OctaGo for a fun weekend away with friends, enjoy that music festival, or just step out into nature for a relaxing getaway. This fun tent has a multitude of uses, it can be dressed as a luxury glamping bedroom or a perfect tent for festival gatherings.'

This is a 3 person waterproof tent with the fly on. Without the fly, the whole canopy is mesh as are the 7 windows + door for great views when the sky is clear!

[retropopcult]

August 1956

[queen-daya]

Carwheeler Aesthetic

[vintagecamping]

Braving the winter temperatures in nothing but a tent trailer.

Yosemite

1980

[lifeofloon]

Upgrading to a big boys tent for this year's camping adventures! ⛺ ⛰️🥾

[shutterandpencil]

“The New Tent”

Well, it took a mishap but I did get that tent for my chibis.

It made sense to try it out with Junior, as, remembering that she was a vagrant and that she strikes me as an outdoorsy girl, Ryuuko strikes me as someone who would live in a tent (or RV) during any travels post-series (she doesn’t actually travel, according to Sushio’s art but the idea is nice to muse on)

[cam5491]

Coleman Sundome Camping Tent, 2/3/4/6 Person Dome Tent with Snag-Free Poles for Easy Setup in Under 10 Mins, Included Rainfly Blocks Wind & Rain, Tent for Camping, Festivals, Backyard, Sleepovers

[garymillar]

Love is patient, love is kind, love doesn't boast or force itself. God's voice is a whisper, and here we discover that love is heard less as the sound of a revival tent and more like the sound of breathing.

Strahan Coleman, Beholding

[dipnots]

Top 10 Camping Tents: A Guide to the Best Tents for Your Next Outdoor Adventure

Top 10 Camping Tents: A Guide to the Best Tents for Your Next Outdoor Adventure

Camping tents are an essential piece of gear for any camping trip. They provide shelter, privacy, and protection from the elements. There are many different types of camping tents available on the market, each with its own unique set of features and amenities. 1- Coleman Sundome Tent: The Coleman Sundome Tent is a popular choice for campers looking for a budget-friendly option. It is easy to set…

[poledancingdinos]

Hostile Territory - Chapter 21

Pairing: Captain Syverson x OFC (Leah Coleman)

Word count: 2.4K

Warnings: none for this chapter

Catch up: Series Masterlist

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Masterlist

Day 204

“Leah! Where the hell are you?”

Without warning, the door to Leah’s bedroom was pushed open, startling both Leah and Sy awake. Instinctively, Sy reached under his pillow, which was devoid of his usual handgun, while Leah sat up so fast she almost slipped off the edge of the bed.

“The hell, Caleb?”

��Shit, my bad.”

Though he was apologizing—sort of—Caleb made no move to leave. There was really no need to avert his gaze either since Leah still wore her t-shirt and Caleb was no stranger to seeing in that particular outfit whenever she came back from visiting Ash but didn’t people usually shut the door when they walked in on someone?

Willing her heart rate to slow down, Leah put her head in her hands and took deep breaths.

She was home.

She was in her bedroom.

The man at the door was her brother Caleb.

The presence shifting next to her was Sy.

There was no threat.

“Fuck off,” she choked out.

Below the blankets, Sy put his arm over Leah’s lap, resting his forehead against her as he stroked her hip. To the outside eye, it probably just looked like a sleepy snuggle but hopefully it would provide Leah enough comfort to pull her away from her impending anxiety attack. In all honesty, Sy’s heart was racing too.

Mercifully unaware of their inner turmoil, Caleb misread Leah’s reaction, mistaking her panic for embarrassment and playing it off by doing what older brothers do best.

“You’re never in bed past six and you’ve literally never brought a guy home. How was I supposed to know you’d suddenly discovered one night stands?”

Leah looked at the clock on the nightstand, noting it was half past eight. To someone working a nine to five it was still early but for someone used to working through the night or getting up for oh-five-hundred PT, it was practically a lie in.

“Right,” she relaxed back against the headboard, squeezing Sy’s arm as a silent ‘thank you’. “And what’s your reason for still standing there now that you know that I’m not alone?” she countered, rubbing the sleep from her eyes.

Caleb smirked, casually crossing his arms and leaning against the doorframe. “To be honest I was waiting to see how long it would take before your boy toy gets uncomfortable and leaves.”

Sy scoffed as he turned over, stretching an arm above his head and shamelessly showing off his bare chest. “I’ve had to shower in a room full of naked strangers while someone counted how long I had to scrub each part of my body. I’m not gonna get uncomfortable.”

“Yeah, and I’m a doctor but that doesn’t mean I need to see your morning glory.”

Leah looked down to realize that Sy’s change of position onto his back had shifted the blankets aside, revealing the tented top sheet. Holy shit. She knew for a fact that he was wearing underwear and yet it was still visible enough for Caleb to notice from the doorway.

Sy still didn’t seem bothered—and really, he had nothing to be ashamed of—but he nonetheless moved the blanket to cover his manhood.

“Was there a reason you came barging in here?”

Caleb turned his focus back to his sister. “We’re having a bonfire tonight. I got someone to cover me for tomorrow so I get to drink more than one beer for the first time in forever.”

“If you drink more than one beer you won’t make it past ten you old grandpa.”

The man in question gasped in mock outrage, clutching his imaginary pearls. “Well, it seems you need a lesson in respecting your elders, young lady. And while we’re at it, a reminder that premarital sex is a sin.”

Caleb made a move towards the bed and Leah quickly climbed over Sy in an attempt to get away, managing to knee him in the ribs as she did and eliciting a small grunt from him. Unfortunately, her brother was too fast, managing to catch hold of her before she escaped the room and throwing her over his shoulders like a sack of potatoes.

He marched her into the hall bathroom, starting the shower on its coldest setting before stepping them both under the freezing spray.

Leah shrieked like a banshee, not feeling the need to hide her discomfort or appear tough for her big brother. She couldn’t attempt to wriggle out of the hold, not unless she wanted him to slip and crack both their skulls open.

“I’ve learned my lesson, put me down!”

Both of them shivered violently, their skin covered in goosebumps, but Caleb was committed to his little punishment.

“I don’t think so. I need to wash away your sins.”

Leah didn’t bother arguing that she and Sy hadn’t actually had sex. It wouldn’t have mattered since neither sibling actually believed premarital sex was a sin. It had simply become an inside joke between them because of the way their grandparents had abandoned their parents.

“I’m clean! Now put me down!”

Her brother simply hummed as if he were considering whether she was, in fact, purged of her sins.

“Caleb!”

The water finally shut off and Leah was unceremoniously deposited back on her feet. At least Caleb was kind enough to take a clean towel from under the sink, draping it over Leah’s shoulders before pulling his own off the drying rack.

“The guys are meeting us at the cabin at two to set up.”

With that, he left the room to go change, leaving wet footprints behind. When Leah looked up, an amused Sy stood in the doorway, having apparently taken the time to find a clean shirt and shorts instead of coming to her rescue.

“You look like that girl that climbs out of the TV to kill people.”

Easily imagining what he meant with her soaked strands loose around her face and the long shirt sticking to her skin, Leah joined in on the laughter. She didn’t miss the way his gaze slid down to her hardened nipples peeking through her shirt. Thankfully, it was dark enough not to be completely transparent.

Sy moved into her space, wrapping the towel tighter around her shoulders and rubbing her arms to give her more heat.

“Your lips are blue,” he said as if feeling the need to explain why he was crowding her space. She hadn’t realized until then how badly her teeth were chattering.

“I should get some dry clothes and get back in the shower. I need to clean my tattoo anyway.”

Sy nodded, not making any move to back away.

“You can use the bathroom downstairs if you want to clean up. Caleb can find you a towel when he’s done changing out of his scrubs.”

“What exactly am I cleaning up for? I heard ‘bonfire’ and ‘cabin’.”

Leah moved closer to Sy, stealing more of his body heat. “We have this cabin about a half hour out of the city. Our dad was thinking of setting up a dog rescue on the property before he…” Leah trailed off, clearing her throat. “We always used it for bonfires and parties since there are no neighbors.”

Sy did his best to mask his deception at spending yet another day sharing Leah’s attention. At least he would get the evening to make up for the poor first impression he’d likely made with Caleb. No one wanted to meet their little sister’s boyfriend while he was half naked in her bed, much less while sporting morning wood.

“Alright, that sounds like fun.” He placed a kiss on Leah’s forehead. “Now go get warmed up, darlin’, and I’ll see if I can put together something to eat.”

When Sy got downstairs, Caleb was sitting at the table, scrolling through his phone with a mug of coffee.

“Can I get in on that?”

“Shouldn’t you be gone by the time she gets out of the shower?”

Although he didn’t sound hostile, Caleb was definitely playing up the ‘big brother’ act. Not one for bootlicking, Sy decided to go on with his plan to make Leah breakfast while Caleb got used to his presence. It had worked on Aika, surely humans weren’t too different.

“Nope, I ain’t goin’ anywhere.”

He went over to the fridge, thankful to find a fresh carton of eggs and a loaf of bread.

Caleb set his phone down, leaning back in his chair as he studied Sy. “Who are you again?”

“I’m—” He almost introduced himself as Captain Syverson but caught himself at the last second. “Sy.”

The younger man continued to watch as Sy opened almost every cabinet in the kitchen, pulling out what he needed from each. He’d found the plates and bowls by the sink, the mugs above the coffee maker and the spices in the pantry but he still couldn’t locate a frying pan.

“Psy as in psychic?”

“As is short for Syverson.”

Finally, Caleb stood from the table, going over to the stove and pulling open the drawer to reveal three different frying pans.

“You’re her CO,” he stated, the tone of his voice taking a complete one-eighty. “Heard good things about you from Niki.”

“Was that before or after I dropped a building on him?” The snarky comment slipped out before Sy could think better of it. He still hadn’t forgiven himself for that incident.

“After actually. He called from Germany.”

Although Sy had gotten an update on his injuries, he hadn’t known Niki had been moved to Germany. It was a relief to hear that Caleb had spoken to him and that he was—presumably—doing alright.

Caleb picked up the cinnamon Sy had just set down and added more of it to the egg and milk mixture Sy was preparing.

“Leah really likes cinnamon,” Caleb said in response to Sy’s unspoken question.

“Thanks.”

“So… do you always shack up with your subordinates or is it only the ones ten years younger than you?”

“Have you always been a jackass or is this something to expect now that you have the letters ‘MD’ after your name?” Both men turned to find Leah toweling off her hair. “Are you done bothering the nice man who’s volunteered to feed me?”

“Fine.” Any further argument he might have had was cut off by a massive yawn that threatened to swallow the whole room Kirby style.

“I bought decaf if you want coffee before you go to bed.”

Caleb had sent her a copy of his schedule for the two weeks she was in town so she already knew he’d just come off a twelve hour shift at the hospital.

“I already made myself a cup,” he answered, shaking his head, “I was just waiting to see if you would take my car and go get some groceries while I get some sleep.”

“Yeah, I can do that. How many are we feeding?”

There were a handful of meals they normally made at the cabin since the kitchen was only stocked with the basics so the number of guests would likely determine what she needed to buy.

“Full house.”

Leah let out a low whistle. “You do realize that you guys are not fifteen anymore and that feeding all of you plus girlfriends is the equivalent to feeding a small army?”

“Then you should be perfectly qualified for the job.”

Caleb finished off his coffee, leaving the mug in the sink before making his way over to his sister. He pulled a wad of cash from the pocket of the flannel pants he’d changed into, setting it on the table before placing a kiss on the top of Leah’s head.

“Love you.”

“Love you, too.”

With that, Caleb went up to his old bedroom, shutting the door behind him. Leah began preparing a fresh pot of caffeinated coffee, making enough for them to have at least two cups each.

“You’re not really ten years older than me are you?”

Sy stepped away from the stove where their breakfast was now beginning to cook. “Uh…” He was actually nine years older than Leah but the only reason he knew that was because he’d seen her date of birth in her personnel file. “Almost, yeah. I’m thirty-one.”

“I never realized there was that much of an age difference between us.” She didn’t expect an answer, thinking out loud more than anything, so she was surprised when Sy spoke from right in front of her.

“That’s because you don’t act like any twenty-two-year-old I know of.”

She studied his face, hoping to figure out whether that was good or bad but since Sy’s face was almost always a blank mask, Leah needed to continue with the whole ‘speaking her thoughts out loud’ thing.

“Is that a problem?”

A flash of something that looked a lot like pain passed over his face but the expression quickly faded to its usual impassiveness.

“Not necessarily.” Sy returned to the stove, flipping the slices in the pan. For a moment, Leah was hurt by his avoidance, thinking that was the full extent of his answer but then Sy faced her again, crossing his arms over his chest.

“For some people, bein’ young and stupid and makin’ mistakes is how they learn.” He kept his eyes trained on the ground as he spoke.

Leah slowly approached Sy, carefully placing her hand over the spot on his chest that was marked with the X-shaped scar. By piecing together the bits of information she’d gathered from Sy, she had determined that there was a story behind the scar but she’d never dared ask.

“Is that how it was for you?”

With a deep exhale, Sy put a hand over hers as he met her gaze. His heart was racing but her touch didn’t make him uncomfortable the way other women’s had in the past. “I’ll tell you the story but only if you promise not to use it as a reason to push me away.” 

He could all too easily picture her shutting down and thinking that he’d said all the right things but had meant none of them.

“I promise.”

With a slow nod, Sy shut off the stove, scooping the French toast onto plate and handing it to Leah.

“I was twenty-one,” he began before proceeding to recount the horrible night that most definitely qualified as the mistake of a stupid young boy.

Chapter 22

[draciformes]

I bought a brand new Coleman tent 8 person with a porch for 50 dollars and I'm going NUTS with euphoria

[tina-aumont]

Arabian Nights

Arabian Nights is a 1942 adventure film directed by John Rawlins and starring Jon Hall, Maria Montez, Sabu and Leif Erikson. The film is derived from The Book of One Thousand and One Nights but owes more to the imagination of Universal Pictures than the original Arabian stories. Unlike other films in the genre (The Thief of Bagdad), it features no monsters or supernatural elements.

This is the first feature film that Universal made using the three-strip Technicolor film process, although producer Walter Wanger had worked on two earlier Technicolor films for other studios: The Trail of the Lonesome Pine (1936) at Paramount and the 1937 Walter Wanger's Vogues of 1938 for United Artists.

Plot (it may contain spoilers)

In ancient Persia, the young women of a royal harem read the story of Sherazade, unfolding the film's story. Sherazade, a dancer in a wandering circus, captures the attention of Kamar, the brother of the caliph, Haroun al-Rashid. Kamar's infatuation influences his attempts to seize the throne from Haroun and make Sherazade his queen. His revolt fails, and he is sentenced to slow death by exposure, but Kamar's men storm the palace and free their leader. Wounded and forced to flee, Haroun chances upon Sherazade's circus and is spotted by the young acrobat Ali Ben Ali. Aware of Haroun's identity, Ali hides him in the circus. Later, upon awakening from his injuries, Haroun beholds Sherazade and falls in love with her.

Meanwhile, Kamar assumes the throne, but Sherazade is not to be found. He orders the captain of his guard to find her, but a scheming grand vizier, Nadan, approaches the captain with the order to make Sherazade 'disappear.' After finding them, the captain sells the troupe into slavery. When the captain is found out, Nadan murders him in order to conceal his treachery. Haroun, Sherazade, and the acrobats escape the slave pens, but are found by Kamar's army and taken to a tent city in the desert. Kamar reunites with Sherazade and proposes, but she has fallen in love with Haroun instead. Nadan, recognizing the caliph, uses this knowledge to blackmail Sherazade into helping him remove Kamar from the throne, in return for safe conduct for Haroun out of the caliphate. In secret, however, he plans to have Haroun killed once he has crossed the border.

Upon learning of this insidious scheme, Ali and his fellow performers rescue Haroun, who then decides to free Sherazade with the help of the acrobats. But Haroun and the others are quickly captured, and Sherazade finally learns his true identity. Kamar engages Haroun in a swordfight, while the acrobats set fire to the tents; and the arrival of the caliph's loyal troops, summoned by Ali, triggers a massive battle. In the end, as Kamar prepares to deliver the deathstroke to Haroun, Nadan assassinates Kamar. But as he prepares to do in Haroun, Ahmad and Ali interfere, forcing him to flee. Nadan is stopped by a thrown spear and dies inside a burning tent, leaving Haroun, Sherazade, and their loyal friends to celebrate victory.

Cast

Jon Hall – Haroun-Al-Raschid

Maria Montez – Sherazade

Sabu – Ali Ben Ali

Leif Erikson – Kamar

Billy Gilbert – Ahmad

Edgar Barrier – Nadan

Richard Lane – Corporal

Turhan Bey – Captain of the Guard

John Qualen – Aladdin

Shemp Howard – Sinbad

William 'Wee Willie' Davis – Valda

Thomas Gomez – Hakim

Jeni Le Gon – Dresser / Dancer's Maid

Robert Greig – Eunuch

Charles Coleman – Eunuch

Emory Parnell – Harem Sentry

Harry Cording – Blacksmith

Robin Raymond – Slave Girl

Carmen D'Antonio – Harem Girl

The film was released on 25th December 1942.

Photos from ebay and text from wikipedia.

[mariamermaid]

Joelle- Bucky Barnes Fanfiction

"With her performances she was able to cast a spell on the whole audience and for them, it seemed like a wonderful dream. And after the show they may talk about the exotic animals, but in the end, they'll think back who the girl behind a mask of make-up was. That was the Joelle-effect, which was experienced by Bucky Barnes and Steve Rogers on this evening."

Joelle Coleman lived, since she could remember, in the circus. There was nothing in this world that made her happier, than waking up with the first rays of sunshine and go exploring new places. In the year 1936 there was a time, where the circus la d'or rosé came to New York, where it pitched its tents and planned on staying there over the winter break. For exactly three months Jo would stay in New York and go hunt her little adventures. The ones who lived in the circus had a big family, because in the circus everybody stayed together. But as a consequence, it was hard to find new friends. Normally you'd spent only a few weeks in one city, then you'd leave again. Joelle knew that. Especially when she was younger it was hard for her not having real friends, but with time she accustomed. But destiny had decided different. The winter of 1936 in New York changes everything and her fate becomes entangled with that of the so-called Winter Soldier. What happens to their story which runs through the decades of time?

Chapter 1: 15th November 1936

Chapter 2: 16th November 1936

Chapter 3: 30th November 1936

Chapter 4: 1st December 1936

Chapter 5: 24th December 1936

Chapter 6: 28th January 1937

Chapter 7: 31st January 1937

Chapter 8: 1st February 1937

Chapter 9: Coming....

[sapphicbookclub]

The Roommate Arrangement by Jae

Comedian Stephanie Renshaw hopes to finally get her big break in LA. A chance encounter lands her the perfect apartment close to the comedy clubs, but it comes with a catch: she needs a roommate to afford the rent.

Enter Rae Coleman, a former police officer working the door at one of the top comedy clubs. After getting injured in the line of duty and losing her job with the LAPD, Rae guards her wounded soul behind a tough exterior.

At first, the two clash horribly before a tentative friendship develops. Bit by bit, Steph manages to break through the walls Rae has built around her.

But Steph has never been in a relationship, preferring casual flings, and Rae isn’t sure she’s ready to be happy again. Will they find the courage to open themselves up to love?

Genres: contemporary, romance

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