Oh my dear friends, how I love to talk.
Actually I think I am making up for the last two years of being bed ridden and in a non-talkative state!
I know…., I know!
Now I want to talk …and I want to cook and I want to go back to doing all the things I once did.
I know that My Family, including the little great grands and I, had many a “talk marathon” when the Captain and I visited the midwest for almost 3 months.
Traveling in the motorhome was perfect as we went from lake to lake and campground to campground.
The Captain insisted that we stay at least a week at each site so I would not tire easily and so he could still fly.
(And that white jeep followed us all the way and back! LOL)
Did you know the camper travelers refer to that vehicle as a “toad”? LOL
We had such a good time.
IT WAS AMAZING!!!!!!
All the family visited our motorhome as if it were our sticks and bricks home.
And many of our family have campers themselves… so it was such fun to have everyone at the lake doing the same things we were doing.
Oldest son does all the outdoor cooking on their week-end camping trips and many nights he would fill a cast iron dutch oven with chicken and rice or roast and potatoes and let it cook over a campfire.
He would even use the cast iron dutch oven to make desserts.
He would pick wild mulberries in the morning and and make mulberry cobbler in the evening.
Or he would make a pineapple upside down cake that just melted in your mouth, thanks to the caramelizing done by the wood fire.
And we would sit for hours around an evening campfire and we TALKED!
And we reminisced and tried to catch up on the past two years when Covid kept families separated.
Boating was such fun too, although I had to be careful if there was rough water.
Everyone was so thoughtful and careful and considerate of my prior condition.
One week-end the water (at yet another lake) was a little choppy as it can get on Kansas lakes, and even though my grand daughter’s husband promised to go slow, I opted to man the campground and prepare brauts, burgers, potato salad, and macaroni salad for their return.
I loved watching the grand babies jump in the lake from their boat.
Only daughter made a peanut butter sheet cake and when I commented on how good it tasted, she said even though she had made it many times, she checked my blog for the recipe to refresh her memory.
It doesn’t get any better than that….and yes, a tear trickled down my cheek which I quickly wiped away.
But we TALKED as we tried to escape the Kansas heat by sitting under the shade of large Cottonwood trees, pretending the cottonwood fluff was snow as the Kansas breeze (wind) would send the parachute-like white fluff soaring .
The Captain and I enjoyed our visit so much.
We didn’t want to leave, but I just couldn’t impose on my dear friend, Susie for another week of checking on our home and watering plants (herbs) and feeding the tropical fish. (Although she insisted she didn’t mind.)
I told her that I was never good at growing herbs and if they didn’t survive the Florida weather…it didn’t matter!
When we returned to Florida, we also returned to church and we were so appreciative of our church family and the love we felt from each and every one.
I wanted to show my appreciation for several of our prayer warriors AND I love picnics…especially after living at lakes and campgrounds for 3 months.
So I made box lunches and lemonade!
I made chicken salad sandwiches, potato salad, coleslaw and tucked in a small pie from a local store, napkin and flatware!
(I was going to make a favorite cupcake but I didn’t want to over extend myself so a pre-made pie worked just fine.)
And of course we (I) TALKED!!!
We had such a good time, one of my guests said “we didn’t want to leave ….we were having such a good gabfest”!
I better close now as I am feeling the urge to call someone to talk.
Look out my dear friends, one of your phones may ring at any second. I have so much to tell you.!!! 🙂
Ruth 1:16-17: Where you go, I will go; where you lodge, I will lodge; your people shall be my people, and your God my God……