This evening I made dinner for my mom and we just wound up having this great time. My brother George was over and he had this kind of little stove, you set it in the back yard and you can build a fire in it. So he did that, and then we all sat around this little campfire. It was as if we were out in the wilderness!
There is nothing like when your hair and your coat and everything all have the scent of campfire. It is not an experience I have every often these days.
And it was just so much fun, because it gets dark at 5 p.m. or something and there we are, out in the dark. There was a crescent moon. My mom had a coat and a blanket over her. We were all just sitting there, watching the fire, talking. The little niece and nephew were zipping around the yard on a scooter. They wore flashing sneakers and we could see these little lights darting about, like fireflies.
Priceless, you know?
A perfect evening. And I had even gotten in some work on Leonard Pennario before that. Do not ever think I forget about Leonard Pennario. I do not!
I am loving this California winter.
If this is a warming trend I welcome it.
I am just fine pretending I am living in San Francisco, thank you very much.
See you by the campfire!
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