read a post on a friend’s Facebook page about smelling like a campfire…

made me giggle and think back to our recent camping trip… once I got home I had to wash everything because all of the clothes smelled like the campfire, lol…

when I smell a fire in the neighbourhood or someone’s barbecue, it takes me back to all the delicious meals we ate…

I think my favourite was the morning that my son-in-law produced sunny side up eggs for my breakfast… on the campfire… amazing…

of course, steak and lobster and kebabs were other highlights, lol…

what fun we had and great memories we made;-)… maybe we will be able to fit in one more weekend…

as it happens, the neighbour is barbecuing as I write this, although it smells like it might just be hot dogs…