The smoke you can smell in the air when you’re parking your car across the street. The lawn chairs, badminton, big glass pitchers full of iced over summer drinkss (lemon lime soda + limeade). The lull of music, low enough to hear the buzz of voices, dusk and pink sunsets. This is a summer BBQ, and you (BBQ + summer) have been dearly missed.
It’s kind of like that feeling when you dive deep down into the far end of the pool and the world all around you is still. That is a summer evening to me. Add a BBQ and the world is golden.
If you have any say in the matter, try and have one this weekend. I will. And I. Can’t. Wait.
Posted by: Coby