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Camping time

It's that time again- Smiths get on the trails of North Georgia and sleep outside! 
This time was a bit different, a nicely prepared (developed as they like to call it) campsite with  a kitchen table and stove. 
One of our friends went camping with their kids for the first time and told us about this site- the land wasn't free, but they already booked it for two nights and only used one. So we were lakeside! Carters Lake in Chatsworth, GA. Living large folks.
The previous tenants (our friends) left us a  lovely moss garden village.
Matthew and I figured out that we've probably gone camping 20-25 times over the course of our relationship, and we never thought to invest in this bad boy. Now that sleeping is essential with a little one, I don't know if I can ever go back. Welcome to the family Bernie. 
Look at that fresh nature glow! Matthew said it best: all couples should camp. It gets you back to the basics- build shelter, find a way to get warm with fire, make food, eat food, enjoy quiet quality time. Very cave-couple of us. We love it!
This is one of my favorite parts of camping- SMORES. Yes please.
Had our own sweetly colorful outdoor church!
As gross as this looks, I had to share because it was tasty. If you are trying to get some good veggies, but really want that comfort of pasta try this recipe. I just changed the pasta because it was all I had at the time.

Spinach-Ricotta Pesto Pasta with Crisp Prosciutto and Asparagus


~CampinCubBuster

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  1. looks like you two had a great time :) look forward to seeing you this weekend!

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