Reupholstered Camping Cushions

I love going camping. I love the smell of the outdoors, to cook over a firepit, to play outdoor games, to hike, and to sit quietly and listen to the forest voices. Oh, and the campfire. I love to sit around a campfire and let that aroma permeate my hair and my clothes. I always have thought there should be a perfume or cologne that smells like campfire smoke.

My very first memory of camping  — Girl Scouts.

I was in second-grade, so that would make me about seven-years old. When we were that young, we could only go to day-camp. We weren’t old enough, nor allowed, to go to over-night camp. Still though, we had to pack all of our daily needs into a sleeping bag, roll it up as tight as possible, and carry it over our shoulders from the spot where our parents dropped us off and onto the trail that led into the Greynold’s Park Girl Scout Camp in north Miami — Camp Greynolds.

I can’t even begin to describe how much I enjoyed those summers. I can remember each of my day camp experiences with nothing but fondness. Today I know that much of my camp-life was intended to teach me to trust myself.

“Make new friends, but keep the old. One is silver and the other’s gold.”


Here’s a photo of me heading off to summer day-camp in August 1962 — I was nine-years old.

“I’ve got something in my pocket, It belongs across my face.
I keep it very close to me, In a most convenient place.
I’m sure you couldn’t guess it, If you guessed a long, long while;
So I’ll take it out and put it on, It’s a GREAT BIG BROWNIE SMILE!!

Since the 2020 health crisis COVID-19, I have to admit, every free moment is spent planning a camping trip. The routine of these dis-stressful times can be exhausting. I long for a respite into the unspoiled natural world where solutions to all of life’s problems become perfectly clear.

Camping has a profound effect on my overall outlook on life, especially when I can get up, up and away into the mountains. To see the wilderness come alive as the morning sun rises and lights up the clouds in delicate pinks is awe-inspiring. Being in touch with the outside world, the fresh smell of the forest, awakens and refreshes my senses.

My husband and I own a very small (22-foot) camping trailer – no more tent camping for us. We do have many of the comforts of home, like air-conditioning and heating, a bathroom, a kitchen (both indoors and outdoors), a comfortable bed, and most important for my husband — a television.

That’s not to say that we don’t spend the majority of our time outdoors, because we do. We hike and bike, we cook outdoors, we have nightly campfires, and more.

Camping is truly one of our greatest pleasures.

That being said, I also like to keep my camper decorated for each season, with new bedding, curtains, and dishes for each time of the year.

On our last camping trip, I noticed the table cushions needed to be recovered or reupholstered.

Here’s a photo of the cushions before I recovered them. They aren’t horrible, but they also aren’t removable and they smell like our two furbabies.


And I know how crazy this sounds, but I wanted white fabric. I know, I know. But I did. I just knew it would lighted the look of the whole inside of the camper. And it did.

So, following the instructions on this link that I found online on Pinterest, I recovered the three sitting cushions and left the leaning cushions as they were. (A big shoutout to Exploring Domesticity for their help.)

Here’s the after:


These cushion covers don’t have a zipper in them, but they are made like an envelope, so they slide off the cushion with ease.

Some might call it glamping, and that’s okay with me. It really doesn’t matter where you do it or how you do it.  What does matter is that you get outside, breath the fresh air, gaze at the stars, listen to the birds chirp and the wind blow, smell like a campfire for days on end, and love every second of it.  It truly is one of life’s greatest pleasure and is sure to leave you with some of your fondest memories.

Next, I’ll tackle the curtains, but not until we return from our October trip up to the mountains of North Carolina and Tennessee.

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