A perfect evening:
Sitting around a fire on a cool night, reading markgharris‘s story “As Sweet by Any Other Name,” drinking Starbucks, and roasting marshmallows.
Top two photos taken by Lindsey with my D40.
Who goes there? Please leave comments so (An Aries Knows)!
A perfect evening:
Sitting around a fire on a cool night, reading markgharris‘s story “As Sweet by Any Other Name,” drinking Starbucks, and roasting marshmallows.
Top two photos taken by Lindsey with my D40.
I love the picture of Tom so thoughtful and sweet.
If present, you’d know that’s acutally called “restraining Margot.”
ruin my moment why don’t ya.
Actually, she doesn’t look all that miserable there. And Tom is pretty sweet and thoughtful.
how fun!
a little reading, roasting, & relaxing? good times. 🙂
It was fun. Did you get Lindsey’s text?
i did!
maybe one of these days we’ll manage to head to houston… 🙂
Looks like fun evening.
It was lovely. Mild temps…and just when everyone was getting tired but too lazy to call it a night, the lightest of showers started. It broke the spell.
If last night I hadn’t gotten my first-ever text message book review (and I wish I could save it on my phone, damn it!), I’d still know the story went over well, otherwise the word wood in the title of this entry would be replaced with book. Not that you’d ever permit that to happen. : )
Do they still make those logs that make fire change color, or is the first photo a color-mishap? I haven’t thought about those logs since the ’70s.
Funny you should say that. At some point when we were debating putting one last log on the fire, I said, “Throw the book in! That’d make a great photo for Mark.” The collective gasp heard round the group made it sound like I’d suggested roasting a kitten.
Buncha booklovers.
I don’t know why the purple showed up like that. I think Lindsey was doing a long exposure. Are you talking about the Duraflame-type logs? I think they still put off pretty colors. (It’s been a while since I used one.)
And don’t text messages stay on your phone until you delete them? Mine do, and if I start to run out of room, I just delete the meaningless ones. It does seem like you could save it.
spooky fire
looks like a fun evening. Try that around here lately and expect to be like the koy pond outside: frozen solid!
is it me, or is the fire a melted purple haze?
Re: spooky fire
Yeah, I’m glad it wasn’t freezing outside last night.
I think Lindsey got the purple by doing a long exposure. Or else you just dropped acid.
That looks wonderfully relaxing sitting by the fire in your shirtsleeves!
I want to get you longer marshmallow forks now, though. 🙂
It was a cool, mild evening. Previous nights it’d have been too cold for shirtsleeves (except for Tom, whose thermostat runs different from everyone else’s).
We didn’t have marshmallow forks, so we improvised with metal skewers.
Wait!
Where is the 3 feet of snow and -5 degree temp???
What strange alternate universe are you posting from?
It is called Houston, Land of Palmetto Bugs, Mosquitoes, and Rare Days When a Fire is Bearable.
I feel so relaxed just looking at these – everyone “chilling out”.
Thanks for sharing. 🙂
You’re welcome. It was my pleasure.
Now convinced that chimineas are the best investment, ever.
Hands down, one of the best nights of my life. I look so uninterested in that next to last photo, but really, I was so content. We need to do another one of these soon… my hoodie doesn’t smell like camp fire any more and it’s making me sad.
Re: Now convinced that chimineas are the best investment, ever.
I’m game. I’ll make cake. 😉
Good times, good times. 🙂
Yup. =)