So I am going to pretend that I am in nice sunny Algonquin Park.
In the hot noon sun, I will prepare some nice food over the stove.
Monty will snooze in the warm afternoon rays.
He will then gallop about like a billy-goat over the rocks behind the site, as Spring and I play cards.
The next morning we will gather blueberries.
Then we will cook up some scrambled eggs, blueberry pancakes and lots of cups of tea.
The sun will shimmer across the rippling water.
Monty will clamber about.
And then we will all rest, and relax and be happy that there is no snow or hail or rain or ice in the summer light in Algonquin Park backcountry.
Cheers,
Mungo
4 Bahs!:
Beautiful! I'm glad I read saw this in March with spring right around the corner rather than in December with months of cold, snow and ice ahead of us.
Man, I needed that Mungo.
We're in the post-winter/pre-spring blahs here and we don't really have snow but we don't have grass--we've got mush, mud, and muck...and grey skies.
Monty knows how I'm feeling about this weather.
:)
B
Mmmm.
Blueberry pancakes? My favorite!
I've added you to my sidebar, as well. You've caught me behind in my housekeeping--an upkeep I've neglected for too long.
Happy to link to you--you're the first who's asked!
MojoMan - It's nice to dream, camping will come soon enough! With a big storm hitting today, this post is more relevant than ever.
American Bushman - oiks. The grass will come soon enough. Monty is sleeping on his blankets at the moment, no doubt dreaming of sunlight through the trees.
Nina - the blueberry pancakes were amazing, and all the better with the freshly picked blueberries. Can't wait to go and find some more. Thanks for adding me to your blogroll!
Cheers,
Mungo
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