Last weekend = Planted my container garden.
This weekend = Hosting a book swap party with my girlfriends.
Man, do I know how to party.
Thanks for once again making me crave your wide open sky, gorgeous mountains, and the freedom that you dangle in front of me. Your skyline dances across my head during the most in-opportune moments and my questions of “what if” haunt me during … well, all the time.
Until we meet again, Colorado … (or at least until Stranded Dog gets over his ridiculous altitude sickness.)
Since I can’t drink wine anymore, I’m expanding my (currently limited) horizons:
Knockabout Gin from Gloucester and Old Ipswich Rum from Ipswich.
Happy Memorial Day!