Hooterville sent me this picture a few days ago. It’s from our fall picnic last year. We’re all eager for a repeat, soon.
There is just something about sweatshirt weather, the smell of a crackling fire, burnt weiners and marshmallows that makes me long for fall.
I’m a huge fan of burnt marshmallows, I can forgo the chocolate and graham crackers after just a few bites, but I can eat those toasted marshmallows all afternoon. I never have the patience to toast them golden brown, instead I catch them on fire, blow out the blaze, and suck down those carcinogens like they’re good for me…
It’s more like late September than late August this week in Heavensville. It really gets me in the mood…
But it won’t be long , we’ll load up the Smokey Joe, grab the dawgs and burger, and head out for a day in the woods…
I’m ready now! Why do we have to wait for fall…
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