This pot of chicken corn soup was so delicious! Remember, like grandma used to make. Maybe because the surroundings were so beautiful...maybe that is why the soup tasted so good. Afterall, how rare is it that one gets to eat homemade soup made in an old iron pot.
This gentleman was in charge of making it, and serving it. We had the joy of sitting on lawn chairs around the fire, with the sun peeking down through the trees, drinking our coffee, and conversing with new friends. For my husband and I , this was one unusual and enjoyable Saturday afternoon. In our busy lives, living in an area with many people and activities...we were blessed to have this time away in God's beautiful creation.