There's something pleasant and comforting about listening the patter and drum of rain on the roof while in a sleeping bag in a cabin rather than a tent. And, the day gets progressively better. Bob and I to Fayetteville to get dinner makings.
On our way back, we see a "fresh corn" sign that's "just ahead." Bob rides on while I go deliver the rest of the groceries. 5 more miles of "just ahead" and he's back with fresh corn.
Baked chicken, fresh corn on the cob, panera bread, fresh salad, potato salad, and two bottles of wine is better than just about any restaurant.
Keep that fire going, though! Below is our quaint little cabin.
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