"One with nature, one with soul."
~Angie Weiland-Crosby
I will be forever grateful to my
parents for rearing me with a
love for Mother Nature.
Every weekend picnics, rides
and hikes. Sometimes others
would join us, most enjoyable!
My fave times would be a picnic
up on Glade Park, followed by a
hike. Then the surprise would
appear.
Daddy packed all the camping
equipment without us knowing.
The tents in those days were a
piece of work; make no mistake.
It took all of us holding corners
while daddy put in the poles and
staked the edges. My brother and
I were simply overjoyed.
We camped so much that my
parents had an organized system
for putting everything together.
Dad would do all the cooking as
mom always said she cooked at
home so he could cook whilst
camping.
I especially loved roasting
marshmallows and storytelling
at the end of the day. Bottom
line . . .
. . . I love that my parents gave
us so many fond memories.
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