First of Many
Bonfires. This is my happy place. Sitting fireside at our new home with a bag of marshmallows, whittling sticks we’ve collected for s’mores just passing the time with my husband and two of my college roommates. Perfect way to unwind after a completely lazy day spent lounging in spring’s first warmth. Nothing better. It’s so easy to stare into a fire and sit quietly. After all the cocktails, the grilling, the stories and the sunburns we quietly celebrated a long weekend with each other while watching our marshmallows sizzle.
I’m ready for summer; for good nights spent with great people; for afternoons with a trowel in hand and long mild nights outside with the din of peepers. I’m ready for Tom’s grilled hot wings, my mojitos and an endless supply of s’mores. Winter is over. Finally.