Saturday, my husband and I joined friends in celebrating the beautiful weather and promise of coming summer with a cookout. We did all the obligatory Southern cookout activities:corn hole, bocci, and (my personal favorite) ghost stories (or gross stories) around a bonfire. Of course we all enjoyed the usual foods at such an occasion: grilled hamburgers and hotdogs with all the fixins, potato salad, potato chips, baked beans, chili, ice cream pies, and strawberry shortcake – with caffeine free Diet Coke, of course. I made s’mores for the first time in my life. We used the biggest marshmallows that I’ve ever seen – truly giants among marshmallows.
Guess what I found as I was poking around in the hostess’s flowers? Guardian had somehow sneaked along for the ride.
I wonder which of the books written by the ladies on this blog will jump into my luggage when I’m not looking and end up in Japan with me?
Join us on our summer travels and travails. Oh, the sights we shall see!
There is no Frigate like a Book (1286)
By Emily Dickinson
There is no Frigate like a Book
To take us Lands away
Nor any Coursers like a Page
Of prancing Poetry –
This Traverse may the poorest take
Without oppress of Toll –
How frugal is the Chariot
That bears the Human Soul –