Fresh from our evening with Orville Peck, Richard and Chris mentioned snacks and a fire pit for the evening. This would be a great opportunity to catch up with folks, plus also? The weather’s in a sweet spot. We see the forecasts, it won’t stay like this for long.
We traded a jar of homemade strawberry jam for access to the spread of food which I would elevate above “snacks” and into smorgasbord territory.
We wound our way down to the creek and circled a fire, gabbing about lots of things including past and upcoming travel, music, non-alcoholic beer, Trader Joes, Buicks and how sparklers have succumbed to shrinkflation. The packages are tiny as are the sparklers themselves, you barely get a few whirls with ’em.
*shaking fist at cloud*
