I like to use the same eating utensil over and over again. When I go camping that is what it is like; The same cup, fork, spoon and knife.
I have seen myself until very recently as a camper in my life. I travel back and forth from New Hampshire to Newburyport. In the city I have one special silver spoon that I use and a silver fork that has a hole in the handle.
Yet when it really comes down to it. I am through with this type of camping lifestyle. I am ready to move back to the farm where I belong. Where I can have chickens again. and Bees. (does anyone out there have any spare bee hive parts to get me started?).
New Fire Pit ~