Once Again

Once again, I left town with my camera in tow but the memory stick in my computer. I've got to quit making a habit of that.
Last Wednesday the kids and I went down to Grace with one of the chopping crews. We pulled the in-laws camping trailer down and set up camp to fulfill my duty as camp chef. It was a decent job, but cooking in a primitive kitchen made me miss my kitchen at home dearly. It seemed like I no more than got the dishes washed up and it was time to start the next meal. I think the crew enjoyed some warm meals. They are all so tired of sandwiches and lunch boxes they could puke.
The nights got a little chilly, we all got a little sick, but it was a nice change of scenery. The leaves were changing on Fish Creek and it was a beautiful reminder that life is good.
Hudson loved when the "guys" came back to the trailer at night to eat. He has become friends with all of them, but Dale has taken the lead as his favorite. Hudson loved riding in the pack tractor with him.
Although it was a nice break, I was ready to get back home. We got home on Saturday, just in time to make it to the last few minutes of our ward's harvest party. As a matter of fact, we celebrated in farming fashion because it was straight from Grace to the party- no cleaning or dolling up.
Home Sweet Home. Laundry, canning, dishes, and cleaning.