Memory Lane

It’s a hot, lazy, don’t-ever-leave-the-house sort of summer day down here, today. Tomorrow is supposed to be worse. I think the ubiquitous They even have a Heat Warning out for these Stifling Southern Climes. That being said, I’ve whiled away the afternoon today¬†on my steamy porch, sipping pink wine, listening to Squirrel Nut Zippers (because…