Good morning everyone....for the second time....
Laurie, you're right...those bickies and gravy sure smell good. **holds up plate** Slap one of the those puppies down here will ya? Thanks.
I used to camp by myself all the time and my trusted friend was this heavy cast iron dutch oven. Man, the cooking I did over an open fire was to die for....and there's nothing like the smell of cooking bacon over the hot coals. Too bad we all couldn't squeeze in a camping trip sometime.
Hmmmmm, I wonder how many tents we can string up in Gini's back yard??
Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, champagne in one hand and strawberries in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and screaming WOO HOO - What a Ride!
--unknown
Sometimes the most real things in the world are the things we can't see
--Polar Express
Until one has loved an animal, part of their soul remains unawakened.
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