Tinder in the firepit and log seat waiting for flames and hotdogs on sticks, family and friends shuffling to avoid the smoke, a cooler of drinks to while away the night. Not too much longer and we trade the sparkle of setting sun on snow and cold descending from fickle clouds to blinking fireflies and sparks dancing toward awakening stars.
I make a pretty mean s'more too, so who'll be coming? ;-)?
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