I love...
~the music that brings back so many good memories while sitting at the campfire. Don McLean, Van Morrison, David Bowie, and so many more make me smile (and sometimes dance).~ eating breakfast (and ice cream!) on antique dishes.
~looking out at the corn field and the dirt road.
~knowing that I am in the National Forest.
~watching my little one delight in having so much room to RUN!
~foggy mornings.
~fresh waffles for breakfast with bacon, and eggs, and ham, and potatoes... You get the picture.
~admiring my mom's perfectly manicured flower beds. (Even though it makes me jealous.)
~fresh spring water piped directly into the taps.
~the excitement of- "Maybe this time I'll see a bear!"
~family, fun, laughter, memories, and love.
"Give me a tin roof, a front porch, and a gravel road
and that's home to me
feels like home to me..."
My family used to own a camp in Tionesta but we had to sell it when I was still little. I've always missed it.
ReplyDeleteOur spring water wasn't piped into the taps; we had to go to the spring and collect it in bottles! It was pretty rustic...but I can still remember the taste of the fresh water.
Things I hate about camp:
ReplyDelete~bugs
Sarah, we used to collect our water too in jugs, and then my parents decided to replace the bad well by piping in the spring water. It worked out pretty well!
ReplyDeleteSavannah- Yeah, the bug bites all over my legs are not making me happy! Plus, everyone thought I was stupid when I screamed about a huge bug above the bathroom mirror. (I don't care if it's "just a crane fly." I want him outside where he belongs!