Yeah, I know. Most people's idea of going camping doesn't include Starbucks. But at home, it's a longer drive to get to one so Hydra usually goes to the one in Fillmore at least one morning. I went with him.
Most of the people we're camping with won't arrive until this evening, so there's not much of a crowd around the coffee urn at the campground on Fridays.
Life doesn't get much better. Except maybe later in the weekend when we'll sit outside our camper for hours with the birds in their cages on the picnic table, reading, writing and talking to friends who stop by to chat.
An old church in Fillmore. I think it may be used as a home now.
1 comment:
That's a neat thing about camping, isn't it? It doesn't have to be all CAMPING camping...it can be doing-what-the-heck-you-feel-like! Like driving somewhere for breakfast...or just a Starbucks coffee. Freedom K
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