On day three of Granny Camp....
some of us collected wood for a bonfire...
...then waited patiently for it to be ready for marshmallows.
When we realised our grannies couldn't start a fire in hell...
we went inside and singed our sugar
at the open door of the wood heater.
Some of us climbed gates.
One of us was camera shy...
...and one of us wasn't.
One of us was cute enough to eat...
... and one of us was wise enough to say,
"Grandmothers are like cats.
They can do whatever they want."
Ha! :) My cat would agree.
ReplyDeleteHazel would you ask one of your children if they will adopt me? I want to come to Granny Camp.
Thanks for the laugh this morning, too funny!
ReplyDeleteLOVE IT!
ReplyDeleteCats know best!
ReplyDeleteLovely Granny camp Pictures
ReplyDeleteNow I understand the connection between cats and women my age!!
ReplyDeleteHeehee! Must tell my granny that one before I leave here! Did you see the pic of her in my last post? She is nearly 91 and doesn't miss a thing!
ReplyDeleteFunny as!
ReplyDeleteOooooooo me too, I want to come too! I just can't decide if I want to be a kid or a granny...
ReplyDeleteWhat lucky grannies we are! HDW
ReplyDeleteHope you roasted marshmallows or made s'mores! Nothing beats the great outdoors. P.S. you've lovely red hot pokers (last post); mine haven't flowered.
ReplyDeleteWhat a gorgeous post. Lots of fun! Cute grandchild and wise too!
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