Oh I remember the mists of fall. Camping in the NC MTS in the 1950's in a tent. Always a pleasure to us around a campfire to think we were in the clouds.
Oh I remember the mists of fall. Camping in the NC MTS in the 1950's in a tent. Always a pleasure to us around a campfire to think we were in the clouds.
Love this picture!
ReplyDeleteyour little black dog looks like my female that I just rescued! They say she is a brussells griffon/pug mix. She's very sweet.
ReplyDeleteOh I remember the mists of fall. Camping in the NC MTS in the 1950's in a tent. Always a pleasure to us around a campfire to think we were in the clouds.
ReplyDeleteOh I remember the mists of fall. Camping in the NC MTS in the 1950's in a tent. Always a pleasure to us around a campfire to think we were in the clouds.
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