A scrumptious wild blueberry pancake sitting on a lovely quilt my Mother created for my daughter. The cutlery was used 40 years ago on fun-filled camping trips we'd take as a family to Algonquin Park. Yes, my Mother brought proper cutlery. Those were wonderful times. My Dad shaving while looking into a tiny round mirror hooked onto a pine tree and my Brother running through the trees scouring for beer bottle caps that we'd collect and then create mosaics in the sand at the beach. I can still smell the fresh breaded pickerel frying in butter on the Coleman stove. Ahhhh.
Sunday, 29 July 2007
Weekend Dream Fulfilled
A scrumptious wild blueberry pancake sitting on a lovely quilt my Mother created for my daughter. The cutlery was used 40 years ago on fun-filled camping trips we'd take as a family to Algonquin Park. Yes, my Mother brought proper cutlery. Those were wonderful times. My Dad shaving while looking into a tiny round mirror hooked onto a pine tree and my Brother running through the trees scouring for beer bottle caps that we'd collect and then create mosaics in the sand at the beach. I can still smell the fresh breaded pickerel frying in butter on the Coleman stove. Ahhhh.
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Oh the cutlery is really great! I haven't seen something like that before.
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