Wednesday, July 13, 2011
Since the very first warm day this year, Sister and I have been stuck on the idea of hanging out on the front lawn and sipping beers. Still lawn chair-less, we finally actually had our first lawn beers last Sunday on a sheet spread out on the prickly grass. Ferdinand the (indoor) cat joined us for yard time, in which he tentatively slinked about and zealously tasted every plant within the radius of his harness-and-tether. It was perfectly idyllic, studying, painting, fruit beers, cat antics; that is, until I got overheated after about five minutes. Redheads just don't do well in the sun, but yet I'm still compelled to go enjoy the out-of-doors whenever it's not raining.