I miss camping
It has been a long time since I have sat on a log, looked into a campfire, and roasted marshmallows. We used to do that a lot when I was a youngster. When we moved into the backwoods about sixty miles from the nearest town on unpaved rutted roads, we would cook over a fire a lot especially when the propane got low in the …
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