The floor of the tent is covered by a plastic tarp, I grab the corners one at a time, bring them together, and tie them up and haul the whole thing out of the tent. Underneath I see the floor of the tent is actually my brown sateen bed sheet.
I am outside the tent, in another corner of the yard, looking for the trash so I can put the tarp et al into a trash bin. I see several trash containers stacked next to the house, and grumble that my Dad keeps stacking them, but you have to unstack them to put garbage in.
