Beer and Pots

A beautiful day today. Lorna spent the afternoon on the deck reading a book, cramming for her upcoming book club meeting. The migratory birds are starting to arrive the last few days. Last year Lorna made a power-point on all the birds we I D 'd here in the yard last year. J and S wanted a copy, so I biked a "stick" over to them. I ended up killing a chunk of the afternoon in their gazebo, talking smart and drinking J's Sierra Nevada Celebration Ale - hoppy and bitter. It went well with my cigar (tolerant people). The conversation went from food to children, from politics to beer and wine, to J's passion, pre-columbian pottery. Pre-Columbian pottery and beer? Life doesn't get much better than this.