Saturday, January 5, 2008
YOU CAN TAKE GRANNY OUT OF THE BUSH, BUT YOU CAN'T TAKE THE BUSH OUT OF GRANNY
we have a tradition, some friends and i. Friday evenings after work, we collect in a local pub to celebrate surviving another week. we order carafes of wine and platters of wings, and savor the coming weekend. this past Friday, as some of our more fortunate members were still enjoying their seasonal time-off, we met @ their home in the country. it was a mild day, for midwinter, so they built a campfire after we'd feasted and toasted each others' health, and we adjourned to the out-of-doors for more toasts, some involving flaming marshmallows. as i downloaded the pictures, my camera still smelled pleasantly of woodsmoke.