More S’more


Even this modern rendition of the s’more evokes old memories. An outdoor campfire, on a beach, at the lake, out back in a yard, out anywhere when the sky subsides to deep blue and the talk is made comfortable. Shoulders hunch as hands carefully tend the char of a marshmallow on a stick. Eyes glow in communal anticipation, there is some real goodness about to happen. The gooey burned gob is passed to the right, to a receiving hand of graham cracker and chocolate. The first bite is the best and most perfect. Grubby, chocolate grins break out all around.

Eat up my fire loving chocolate grubbin’ friends!


Drink Magic

I feel warmly welcomed when someone offers me a drink. A cool iced tea in the summer, a cup of cocoa in the winter, a mug of coffee in the morning, a cold beer at a barbecue. Nothing says “welcome friend” like someone handing you a drink.

Sidling up to a group exchanging jokes, a drink in my hand, bodies immediately part to fold me in and I’ll toast to that!  Raised glasses clink together, mysteriously transfer good times had by all.

To the magical transference of good will through  drink.  Cheers!

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