Whenever the Winter or Summer Solstices come around, I feel like I should do something to mark the day; like run naked through the trees or howl at the moon. Instead, I lit a bonfire and helped the grandchildren roast marshmallows.
I guess it was a success, because they kept telling me how cool it was. What higher praise could I get? It wasn't as exciting as my former ideas but more appropriate, I guess. Sigh.....
3 comments:
You are so funny! Bonfires are always a hit!
Yes, the bonfire was probably a better idea than running naked through the pecan orchard. Don't want to give the neighbors the wrong impression! Hee hee!
And what impression would that be? Is that a fat joke, Laurel?
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