My Morning Coffee
We had quite a storm slam through night before last. The power went out a little after three a.m. and didn't come back on until after eight. Now I'm one of those critters that likes his morning coffee, but since this place is total electric the coffee maker sat there looking useless. About six in he morning I traipsed out to the shed and liberated my camp stove and percolator and started me some coffee perking. My wife called our daughter next door, and before the coffee was ready she was coming in the door. She's as bad about wanting her morning coffee as we are.
We've not taken the tent and camping gear out for about six years now. We used to do that on a regular basis when we lived in Vegas, just to escape from the city for a few days. Now we live in the country and the view from the back porch is a lot better than some of the camp sites we stayed in. There just isn't that need to get-away any more, but I leave the gear stored on the off chance we'll find a good reason to tent camp again. I always enjoyed the experience, and just as our little "emergency" yesterday, one never knows when it will come in handy.
We've not taken the tent and camping gear out for about six years now. We used to do that on a regular basis when we lived in Vegas, just to escape from the city for a few days. Now we live in the country and the view from the back porch is a lot better than some of the camp sites we stayed in. There just isn't that need to get-away any more, but I leave the gear stored on the off chance we'll find a good reason to tent camp again. I always enjoyed the experience, and just as our little "emergency" yesterday, one never knows when it will come in handy.
posted by Fish-2 at 7:14 AM
3 Comments:
The view from the back porch is better than some campsites. I like that one, Fish. That's worth a lot right there when considering a property. Sounds like you did well.
"There just isn't that need to get-away any more."
Yep, I feel the same way. When I lived In San Francisco, I just had to get out into nature once a week. It took an hour's drive to do so.
Now I just walk out my front door and I'm in the kind of wilderness I used to have to drive for an hour to get to. So I haven't had a vacation in the six years I've been here.
AGT, I just lucked into it. We came back this way to see about buying property and my brother was building a new home for them, and wanted to sell this place. Worked out real well.
Patrick, It is one of life's little joys, isn't it. Living and working in a city was one thing, but we couldn't see spending the rest of our lives there.
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