Something about the leaves this year have me thinking fire. Last weekend we built a camp fire and roasted marshmallows. The event took me back to a weekend I spent with a group of Bluegrass musicians. All night long they sat around a camp fire continuously jamming. It was a marvelous night. I have drawn that night before and here is another version with a leaf as our fire.
Quote Quiz 2: “No self respecting southern makes instant grits. I take pride in my grits”
Currently Reading: Roll of Thunder, Hear My Cry by Mildred D. Taylor
Currently Watching: Friends Season 2